Ken Carson - South Beach lyrics
Ken Car$on [Kenyatta Lee Frazier Jr.] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Ken Carson - South Beach lyrics]
(Outtatown, but we never out of money)
(star boy, you're my hero)
Yeah, I mean what I say (Yeah)
And I do whatever I want (Yeah)
I just made some Ms today (Today)
I spent all that shit on guns (On guns)
I spend that shit and get it back
It ain't enough for me to get them funds
(Get them funds)
Niggas think they can copy me
And steal my swag
I'ma up they echelon
(I'ma up they echelon)
I'm takin' my talents to
South Beach, hell yeah
I feel like LeBron
Them niggas, they wanna be
Like mе, hell yeah
Them boys my sons
(Yеah, them boys my sons)
Competitions ain't none, I
Already won, yeah
I lived my life like a race
(Yeah)
Shawty love how I dress, and
She love how I flex
And she say I got good taste
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I fuck her from the front, got
Both hands on her neck
I'm holdin' it up like a brace
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She put up both of her arms
And cross 'em like a X
She know 'cause she fuckin' X-Man
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Walk in with two guns just like Max Payne
(Yeah)
Walk in with a mask on just like I'm Bane
(Yeah)
I'm dressed in all black
Just like Bruce Wayne
(Yeah)
And I just popped a flat
I feel that shit in my veins
(Yeah)
When I get high, I'm on that drank (Yeah)
When I get high, I'm on that X (Yeah)
When I get high, I want me some sex (Yeah)
I just copped that lil' bitch, I don't text
(Yeah)
Got a upside down cross on my neck (Yeah)
I don't trust, forgive and forget (Yeah)
(Nah, he ain'the's not even Teen X
Fuck him)
Yeah, I mean what I say (Yeah)
And I do whatever I want (Yeah)
I just made some Ms today (Today)
I spent that shit all on guns (On guns)
I spend that shit and get it back
It ain't enough for me to get them funds
(Get them funds)
Niggas think they can copy me
And steal my swag
I'ma up they echelon
(I'ma up they echelon)
I'm takin' my talents to
South Beach, hell yeah
I feel like LeBron
Them niggas, they wanna be
Like me, hell yeah
Them boys my sons
(Them boys my sons)
Competitions ain't none, I
Already won, yeah
I live my life like a race
(Yeah)
Shawty love how I dress, and
She love how I flex
And she say I got good taste
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Ayy ayy, ayy, ayy
(star boy, you're my hero)
Yeah, I mean what I say (Yeah)
And I do whatever I want (Yeah)
I just made some Ms today (Today)
I spent all that shit on guns (On guns)
I spend that shit and get it back
It ain't enough for me to get them funds
(Get them funds)
Niggas think they can copy me
And steal my swag
I'ma up they echelon
(I'ma up they echelon)
I'm takin' my talents to
South Beach, hell yeah
I feel like LeBron
Them niggas, they wanna be
Like mе, hell yeah
Them boys my sons
(Yеah, them boys my sons)
Competitions ain't none, I
Already won, yeah
I lived my life like a race
(Yeah)
Shawty love how I dress, and
She love how I flex
And she say I got good taste
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I fuck her from the front, got
Both hands on her neck
I'm holdin' it up like a brace
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She put up both of her arms
And cross 'em like a X
She know 'cause she fuckin' X-Man
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Walk in with two guns just like Max Payne
(Yeah)
Walk in with a mask on just like I'm Bane
(Yeah)
I'm dressed in all black
Just like Bruce Wayne
(Yeah)
And I just popped a flat
I feel that shit in my veins
(Yeah)
When I get high, I'm on that drank (Yeah)
When I get high, I'm on that X (Yeah)
When I get high, I want me some sex (Yeah)
I just copped that lil' bitch, I don't text
(Yeah)
Got a upside down cross on my neck (Yeah)
I don't trust, forgive and forget (Yeah)
(Nah, he ain'the's not even Teen X
Fuck him)
Yeah, I mean what I say (Yeah)
And I do whatever I want (Yeah)
I just made some Ms today (Today)
I spent that shit all on guns (On guns)
I spend that shit and get it back
It ain't enough for me to get them funds
(Get them funds)
Niggas think they can copy me
And steal my swag
I'ma up they echelon
(I'ma up they echelon)
I'm takin' my talents to
South Beach, hell yeah
I feel like LeBron
Them niggas, they wanna be
Like me, hell yeah
Them boys my sons
(Them boys my sons)
Competitions ain't none, I
Already won, yeah
I live my life like a race
(Yeah)
Shawty love how I dress, and
She love how I flex
And she say I got good taste
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Ayy ayy, ayy, ayy