Xposed-Ken Carson

歌手 : Ken Carson

专辑 : More Chaos

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:50

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TXT Xposed-Ken Carson 文本歌词

Xposed (Explicit) - Ken Carson

Lyrics by：Kenyatta Frazier Jr./Keifa Carter/Johnny Peng

Composed by：Kenyatta Frazier Jr./Keifa Carter/Johnny Peng

Produced by：Legion/Skai

Huh huh huh huh huh huh

One for the money two for the show

Three for these mad-a*s sad-a*s hoes

She wanna go to Nobu I bought her a 4 for $4

Fives in this ***** you know we bang that double O

He ain't really loaded he just talking he a troll

All my opps some hoes all my opps getting exposed

Too much money on his head he can't do **** 'cause he broke

When I walk you can tell I have it

When I talk you can hear them trolls yappin'

I gave that ***** some money now she so happy

I switched her whole status I changed her life

I been fighting my fashion habits everything I like I buy twice

That **** don't bother me niggas been stealing swag all my life

These hoes don't bother me I can't be bothered

I'm the Black Panther feel like T'Challa

Huh huh I'm on the X Files huh my ***** X'd up

Can't wait 'til we put him down he think he next up

You ain't did **** that you rap about that boy a wrestler

Huh I think I'm charged up I just popped a Tesla

Nigga get your bars up she sleep off the Xan'

These niggas ain't ******* with me let's go band for band

You ain't flexin' on me *****

You flexin' on your fans

That mil' you made in a year

I made in one day go ask my mans

**** you talkin' 'bout?

You should know that every time I hit that concert

It's like karaoke

Keep my hammer like I'm Thor huh but I'm more like Loki

Hardcore I'm goin' gore these niggas don't really know me

I'm going Mozart I'm going Shakespeare

I have a bakery but I ain't bakin' no cakes here

I'm havin' bread I'm makin' bread shawty

Bread bread shawty

Get your bread bread bread up

******* on your ho woah I got her legs up

******* on your ho you ain't know?

Boy keep your head up

******* on another nigga ho because she fed up

I ran out of Wock' 'bout to pour this red up

He say I'm an opp why the **** he ain't said nothin'?

Baby girl call me back when I get my dreads a new retwist

I trap **** like Three 6

We the mafia ***** 808 yeah mafia

Yeah you pop **** but you ain't pop enough

These niggas old and popped

Can't tell you if I sold my soul or not I forgot

Everybody tough and gangster 'til they get shot

One for the money two for these thots

Three for these drugs I'm havin' a lot

If a nigga mug I'ma up my Gen5

I'm fried I'm not tired I would've died if I lied

Put racks on put the racks on that

Put a bag on it put a tax on that

Camo flag huh gang ****

How you mourn?

What you gon' do when that pain hit?

I been rockin' I been ravin' I been raging

She say she miss me yeah I miss the stage

Ain't no competition all these niggas in the way

Ain't no competition huh I know I'm okay

I ain't pressed 'bout none of these niggas

I ain't stressed 'bout none of these *******

I been countin' up too much ****