Ken Carson - X lyrics
Ken Car$on [Kenyatta Lee Frazier Jr.] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Ken Carson - X lyrics]
(Neilaworld)
Ain't no Teen X no more, it's just X, bitch
But I'm still gettin' high
Still pourin' fours in my beverage
No Family Guy
I treat all my hoes just like Meg
Closed mouths don't get fed
If you got somethin' to say, then say it
I prefer sex over head
I prefer Wock' over red
Whip McLaren, nigga, fuck a 'Vette
No, these niggas ain't seen this yet
I sip lean, I don't sip on no 'yac
I'm a vampire, I turn to a bat
I get money, I count it, I stack
Need a bag, niggas spendin' they racks
Fucked her once, now she attached
You get punchеd, that's in the back
I'm rollin' up, they like
"What's that?"
I'm smokin' on that nеw opp pack
I just took off a nigga face tat
I pulled up in that SRT
Hellcat creepin' up the street
I let shots off, I heard 'em scream
Can't fuck with my clique
Can't fuck with my team
It's Opium shit, X-Man off a bean
You can't fuck with my gang
You can't get in between us
Say he want some clean, but I sold him dust
For a bean, that bitch'll fuck both of us
Like Little Caesars, this ho hot and ready
Yeah, my bitch dress just like a nun
And my money, it weigh a ton
I don't go nowhere without my gun
In New York, I ride with the machete
Bitch, it's X-Man, fuck all that teen shit
But I still pour codeine in my beverage
I got rich, but I'm still servin'
Fiends, if you out of town
You know I'ma mail it
Ain't no coppin' no less than a
P, I'm servin' these pounds
I ain't gotta scale it
Ain't no Teen X no more, it's just X, bitch
But I'm still gettin' high
Still pourin' fours in my beverage
No Family Guy
I treat all my hoes just like Meg
Closed mouths don't get fed
If you got somethin' to say, then say it
I prefer sex over head
I prefer Wock' over red
Whip McLaren, nigga, fuck a 'Vette
No, these niggas ain't seen this yet
I sip lean, I don't sip on no 'yac
I'm a vampire, I turn to a bat
I get money, I count it, I stack
Need a bag, niggas spendin' they racks
Ain't no Teen X no more, it's just X, bitch
But I'm still gettin' high
Still pourin' fours in my beverage
No Family Guy
I treat all my hoes just like Meg
Closed mouths don't get fed
If you got somethin' to say, then say it
I prefer sex over head
I prefer Wock' over red
Whip McLaren, nigga, fuck a 'Vette
No, these niggas ain't seen this yet
I sip lean, I don't sip on no 'yac
I'm a vampire, I turn to a bat
I get money, I count it, I stack
Need a bag, niggas spendin' they racks
Fucked her once, now she attached
You get punchеd, that's in the back
I'm rollin' up, they like
"What's that?"
I'm smokin' on that nеw opp pack
I just took off a nigga face tat
I pulled up in that SRT
Hellcat creepin' up the street
I let shots off, I heard 'em scream
Can't fuck with my clique
Can't fuck with my team
It's Opium shit, X-Man off a bean
You can't fuck with my gang
You can't get in between us
Say he want some clean, but I sold him dust
For a bean, that bitch'll fuck both of us
Like Little Caesars, this ho hot and ready
Yeah, my bitch dress just like a nun
And my money, it weigh a ton
I don't go nowhere without my gun
In New York, I ride with the machete
Bitch, it's X-Man, fuck all that teen shit
But I still pour codeine in my beverage
I got rich, but I'm still servin'
Fiends, if you out of town
You know I'ma mail it
Ain't no coppin' no less than a
P, I'm servin' these pounds
I ain't gotta scale it
Ain't no Teen X no more, it's just X, bitch
But I'm still gettin' high
Still pourin' fours in my beverage
No Family Guy
I treat all my hoes just like Meg
Closed mouths don't get fed
If you got somethin' to say, then say it
I prefer sex over head
I prefer Wock' over red
Whip McLaren, nigga, fuck a 'Vette
No, these niggas ain't seen this yet
I sip lean, I don't sip on no 'yac
I'm a vampire, I turn to a bat
I get money, I count it, I stack
Need a bag, niggas spendin' they racks