ken carson - fan behavior lyrics
[intro]
yoga flame
[verse 1: ken carson]
you bitin’ my swag you might chip a tooth
she off the grey goose
i’m countin’ this money like leaf+loose
you tryin’ too hard boy your swag [?]
boy barbie slimeball just like green goo
pour off [?] deuce
i tote an uzi in my ksubi jeans
i got a .9 in my (n)ines too
f+ckin’ that ho she can’t tell the crew
f+ckin’ that ho i go tell her friends
i had to needles my sweatpants, had to get rid of the vetements
b+tch i be dressin’ like [?]
these ysl pants
i might just pull out the uzi then
your b+tch come around like a ceiling fan
she [?]
i [?]
my watch [?]
i [?] like an alien
i get so high like gradient
i’m spinnin’ [?]
we [?] it
i’m a rockstar just like [?]
stickin’ my tongue out just like kiss
you kissin’ that b+tch she been kissin’ d+ck
i been rocking this rick and raf
i been rocking this raf and rick
[?] for a [?]
i will never need a stylist
you looking for drip boy we sellin’ it
bobby wiping your nose like you smelling it
every time you see me i’m surrounded by them slimeb+lls
808 the mob, don’t you stop, p+ssy you get robbed
every time you see me i’mwith tm i ain’t got no friends
rollin’ with no tint, drop+top coupe f+ck a best friend
[chorus: ken carson]
you can holler you can speak but n+gga you don’t know me
see me on twitter and ig but n+gga you don’t know me
all on snap watch my story n+gga you don’t me
yeah you stay right ‘cross the street but n+gga you don’t know me
you can holler you can speak but n+gga you don’t know me
see me on twitter and ig but n+gga you don’t know me
all on snap watch my story but n+gga you don’t know me
yeah you stay right ‘cross the street but n+gga you don’t me
[verse 2: young jordan]
we got [?] on our vans got supreme on our pants
skateboard p on my grind but i’m sleep off the xan’s
we rock v’s on our backs double g’s on our pants
double c’s on our shoes i got a bad b+tch she tan
uh, sippin’ on some la like a n+gga leave my stance, uh
[?] be my jeans that bbc that hold my pants up
told that n+gga boy you better stop it run your bands up, ooh
might hit your mans up, ooh, make him stand up, ooh
he want smoke no cancer, uh
turn to a dancer, ooh
this b+tch and she dancin’, uh
ball and relaxin’
ride in that rolls royce that double r, uh
f+ckin’ your b+tch and she want some more, uh
f+ck on your b+tch and [?], uh uh
i had to double up uh uh
[chorus: ken carson]
you can holler you can speak but n+gga you don’t know me
see me on twitter and ig but n+gga you don’t know me
all on snap watch my story n+gga you don’t me
yeah you stay right ‘cross the street but n+gga you don’t know me
you can holler you can speak but n+gga you don’t know me
see me on twitter and ig but n+gga you don’t know me
all on snap watch my story but n+gga you don’t know me
yeah you stay right ‘cross the street but n+gga you don’t me
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