Ken Carson - lets go shoppin lyrics
Ken Car$on [Kenyatta Lee Frazier Jr.] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Ken Carson - lets go shoppin lyrics]
Huh, huh, huh fendi, Gucci, Prada, huh, huh
Let's go shoppin', huh
We in Balenciaga, huh, huh
Let's go shoppin', huh
I'm shittin' on these niggas, huh, huh
Nonstop shoppin' ass, poppin' tags, huh
I spend cash a lot
Any niggas havin' cash, but they ain't
Got what I got, huh, huh
I'm havin' hoes, huh, huh
I'm havin' rolls, huh, huh
I'm havin' stale money, yeah
That shit old, huh, uh
I feel like Lil Uzi Vert, yeah
I'm countin' them rolls
Huh, huh, she shakin' that
Ass like yeah, yeah, she all on the pole
Yeah, yeah, I'm having that cash
You know I'ma throw it if that ass swole
(yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, I'ma pay that bitch, yeah
Just like a toll (yeah, yeah)
Take her home and slay that bitch
Fuck her 'til she swole
Huh, evеryday a young nigga gettin' old
Everybody claim they rеal
But they really gon' fold
I ain't used to sell no weed
But I used to fold four
And when that money clear, huh, huh, huh
I was gone
Huh, huh, huh, I just ran off with your shit
Huh he see me, he ain't do shit, huh
I should've known, this nigga was a bitch
Yeah you can call your clique up
I'ma pull up by myself with that stick, yeah
Pull up with artillery, yeah
I ain't even gon' go to fuck her
These niggas be sillier than me
If this was a TV show then I be
Mandy that these niggas Billy to me
Yeah, bitch, I'm really rich
I really be overseas spending real Benjamins
I really up be with your bitch
But she look like a gentleman
If you really send a dot
I'll really send them hitters in
'Cause a nigga havin' spots just
Like Winnie Harlow skin
I swear these niggas don't really
Really wanna fuck with Ken
(And I don't even wanna fuck with them)
Huh, huh, huh fendi, Gucci, Prada, huh, huh
Let's go shoppin', huh
We in Balenciaga, huh, huh let's go shoppin'
Huh i'm shittin' on these niggas, huh, huh
Nonstop shoppin' ass, poppin' tags, huh
I spend cash a lot
Any niggas havin' cash, but they ain't
Got what I got, huh, huh
I'm havin' hoes, huh, huh
I'm havin' rolls, huh, huh
I'm havin' stale money, yeah
That shit old, huh, uh
I feel like Lil Uzi Vert, yeah
I'm countin' the rolls
Let's go shoppin', huh
We in Balenciaga, huh, huh
Let's go shoppin', huh
I'm shittin' on these niggas, huh, huh
Nonstop shoppin' ass, poppin' tags, huh
I spend cash a lot
Any niggas havin' cash, but they ain't
Got what I got, huh, huh
I'm havin' hoes, huh, huh
I'm havin' rolls, huh, huh
I'm havin' stale money, yeah
That shit old, huh, uh
I feel like Lil Uzi Vert, yeah
I'm countin' them rolls
Huh, huh, she shakin' that
Ass like yeah, yeah, she all on the pole
Yeah, yeah, I'm having that cash
You know I'ma throw it if that ass swole
(yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, I'ma pay that bitch, yeah
Just like a toll (yeah, yeah)
Take her home and slay that bitch
Fuck her 'til she swole
Huh, evеryday a young nigga gettin' old
Everybody claim they rеal
But they really gon' fold
I ain't used to sell no weed
But I used to fold four
And when that money clear, huh, huh, huh
I was gone
Huh, huh, huh, I just ran off with your shit
Huh he see me, he ain't do shit, huh
I should've known, this nigga was a bitch
Yeah you can call your clique up
I'ma pull up by myself with that stick, yeah
Pull up with artillery, yeah
I ain't even gon' go to fuck her
These niggas be sillier than me
If this was a TV show then I be
Mandy that these niggas Billy to me
Yeah, bitch, I'm really rich
I really be overseas spending real Benjamins
I really up be with your bitch
But she look like a gentleman
If you really send a dot
I'll really send them hitters in
'Cause a nigga havin' spots just
Like Winnie Harlow skin
I swear these niggas don't really
Really wanna fuck with Ken
(And I don't even wanna fuck with them)
Huh, huh, huh fendi, Gucci, Prada, huh, huh
Let's go shoppin', huh
We in Balenciaga, huh, huh let's go shoppin'
Huh i'm shittin' on these niggas, huh, huh
Nonstop shoppin' ass, poppin' tags, huh
I spend cash a lot
Any niggas havin' cash, but they ain't
Got what I got, huh, huh
I'm havin' hoes, huh, huh
I'm havin' rolls, huh, huh
I'm havin' stale money, yeah
That shit old, huh, uh
I feel like Lil Uzi Vert, yeah
I'm countin' the rolls