Ken Carson - Pots lyrics
Ken Car$on [Kenyatta Lee Frazier Jr.] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Ken Carson - Pots lyrics]
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Pull up, then I swerve
Ain't got no pancakes, but I been pouring out the syrup
My twin ready to blitz, all I gotta do is say the word
He really ain't on shit, that boy just chirping like a bird
He think I want his bitch, don't want his bitch, she get curved
I mean, I ain't want his bitch until I seen the way she twerk
I just caught a body, I just killed the pussy, yeah I murk
I be countin' money all day, aye, my hands hurt
I'm tryna get inside her body, like a serve
He tryna get some money, but it ain't work
Fuck these niggas
Fuck these bitches, they ain't worth shit
I had to cut you off, 'cause you ain't worth it
She said I look good on Instagram
But I look better in person
She asked me why my cross upside down
I told her I'm cursed
I know she really don't give no fucks
She just want me to buy her a purse
If you're scared, huh, read a book or go to church
I spend that dogshit and I don't never get reimbursed
Before I ever miss bitch, she gon' miss me first
She said
She want some Ken Carson, to come quench her thirst
She thought she was grabbin' my dick,
But she was grabbin' on my .30
I'm fuckin' on a MILF, yeah, and these bitches like thirty
Chrome heart glasses on my face, got me lookin' nerdy
He thought I ain't know where he stay, and I pull up swervin'
Pull up, then I swerve
Ain't got no pancakes, but I been pouring out the syrup
My twin ready to blitz, all I gotta do is say the word
He really ain't on shit, that boy just chirping like a bird
He think I want his bitch, don't want his bitch, she get curved
I mean, I ain't want his bitch until I seen the way she twerk
I just caught a body, I just killed the pussy, yeah I murk
I be countin' money all day, aye, my hands hurt
Pull up, then I swerve
Ain't got no pancakes, but I been pouring out the syrup
My twin ready to blitz, all I gotta do is say the word
He really ain't on shit, that boy just chirping like a bird
He think I want his bitch, don't want his bitch, she get curved
I mean, I ain't want his bitch until I seen the way she twerk
I just caught a body, I just killed the pussy, yeah I murk
I be countin' money all day, aye, my hands hurt
I'm tryna get inside her body, like a serve
He tryna get some money, but it ain't work
Fuck these niggas
Fuck these bitches, they ain't worth shit
I had to cut you off, 'cause you ain't worth it
She said I look good on Instagram
But I look better in person
She asked me why my cross upside down
I told her I'm cursed
I know she really don't give no fucks
She just want me to buy her a purse
If you're scared, huh, read a book or go to church
I spend that dogshit and I don't never get reimbursed
Before I ever miss bitch, she gon' miss me first
She said
She want some Ken Carson, to come quench her thirst
She thought she was grabbin' my dick,
But she was grabbin' on my .30
I'm fuckin' on a MILF, yeah, and these bitches like thirty
Chrome heart glasses on my face, got me lookin' nerdy
He thought I ain't know where he stay, and I pull up swervin'
Pull up, then I swerve
Ain't got no pancakes, but I been pouring out the syrup
My twin ready to blitz, all I gotta do is say the word
He really ain't on shit, that boy just chirping like a bird
He think I want his bitch, don't want his bitch, she get curved
I mean, I ain't want his bitch until I seen the way she twerk
I just caught a body, I just killed the pussy, yeah I murk
I be countin' money all day, aye, my hands hurt