Ken Carson - r u srs ? lyrics
Ken Car$on [Kenyatta Lee Frazier Jr.] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Ken Carson - r u srs ? lyrics]
Loesoe going crazy
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
I'm just curious
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious? (Duh)
These niggas ain't serious
These niggas just playing
I laugh to the bank, I leave with them bands
And if that boy play
I pull up on him and his mans
Oh, you still rock the Raf Simons stans?
Uh, I still don't rock no Amiri pants, uh
Yeah, I don't rock no Amiri pants
Saw my swag, now they staring and glaring
'Cause them bitches don't know
What I'm wearing
And them niggas don't know what I'm wearing
Uh, yeah, this Givenchy and, um, Balenciaga
And I'm rocking Ricky
I was fucking on this bitch the other day
Her pussy was so sticky
Boy, I ain't еven pull out
But I wrapped it up
A bitch ain't trick me
Hеll nah, lil' bitch can't get me
I'll make this ho swallow my seed before I
Let this ho have a baby with me
I can't go out like that
Boy on the Hornets team
Hell nah, I can't go out like PJ Washington
I fuck on a ho, make her lock her knees
Make her suck on my dick
And she lock her jaws
Then I put my shoes on, bae, I gotta leave
Hell nah
Lil' bitch can't get no time from me
I look at my wrist and
I know that shit frozen
This a Chrome Hearts rollie
See me, I really do this shit
These niggas be posing
Only time that I'm posing is when your bitch
In front of me bustin' it open
The Glock on me, it's poking
And it came in extended
It's hard to tote it
I'm freestyling, ain't wrote shit
I'll make a bitch roll up my weed up
And she don't smoke shit
She fuck with me 'cause she know
I got them bands, and yeah
You be on some broke shit
I just came back from France
And they couldn't understand what
I was saying
They said that my English
Advanced, but really
I'm just speaking lingo
I'll snatch a nigga chain
Just like I'm Deebo
I went zero to a hundred
This niggas is zeroes
I count up my money, this shit is a mirror
It look like I just won a game of bingo
It look like I just hit the lottery
And I got your vibe with me
And she on the side of me, I
Told her to hop in my ride
Let's go
Don't be mad I got a hundred vibes
Lil' bro
Can't be mad at a nigga with a hundred hoes
But these niggas gon' always find
A way to hate
Yeah, these niggas gon' always
Hate on the low
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
I'm just curious
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
I'm just curious
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Loesoe going crazy
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
I'm just curious
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious? (Duh)
These niggas ain't serious
These niggas just playing
I laugh to the bank, I leave with them bands
And if that boy play
I pull up on him and his mans
Oh, you still rock the Raf Simons stans?
Uh, I still don't rock no Amiri pants, uh
Yeah, I don't rock no Amiri pants
Saw my swag, now they staring and glaring
'Cause them bitches don't know
What I'm wearing
And them niggas don't know what I'm wearing
Uh, yeah, this Givenchy and, um, Balenciaga
And I'm rocking Ricky
I was fucking on this bitch the other day
Her pussy was so sticky
Boy, I ain't еven pull out
But I wrapped it up
A bitch ain't trick me
Hеll nah, lil' bitch can't get me
I'll make this ho swallow my seed before I
Let this ho have a baby with me
I can't go out like that
Boy on the Hornets team
Hell nah, I can't go out like PJ Washington
I fuck on a ho, make her lock her knees
Make her suck on my dick
And she lock her jaws
Then I put my shoes on, bae, I gotta leave
Hell nah
Lil' bitch can't get no time from me
I look at my wrist and
I know that shit frozen
This a Chrome Hearts rollie
See me, I really do this shit
These niggas be posing
Only time that I'm posing is when your bitch
In front of me bustin' it open
The Glock on me, it's poking
And it came in extended
It's hard to tote it
I'm freestyling, ain't wrote shit
I'll make a bitch roll up my weed up
And she don't smoke shit
She fuck with me 'cause she know
I got them bands, and yeah
You be on some broke shit
I just came back from France
And they couldn't understand what
I was saying
They said that my English
Advanced, but really
I'm just speaking lingo
I'll snatch a nigga chain
Just like I'm Deebo
I went zero to a hundred
This niggas is zeroes
I count up my money, this shit is a mirror
It look like I just won a game of bingo
It look like I just hit the lottery
And I got your vibe with me
And she on the side of me, I
Told her to hop in my ride
Let's go
Don't be mad I got a hundred vibes
Lil' bro
Can't be mad at a nigga with a hundred hoes
But these niggas gon' always find
A way to hate
Yeah, these niggas gon' always
Hate on the low
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
I'm just curious
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
I'm just curious
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Loesoe going crazy