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ken carson – hella (demo) lyrics

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[intro: ken carson]
(star boy, you’re my hero)

[refrain: ken carson]
ayy, the higher i get the better
the longer i wait, she wetter
i could’ve f+cked her when i met her
i pop me a perc’, just to settle
i f+cked that lil’ b+tch ’til she red, she was yellow
shawty wan’ be my vamp but she can’t be my bella
n+ggas say they got hoes but see me, i got h+lla (yeah)
h+lla, ayy, h+lla, ayy, h+lla, ayy, h+lla (yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[pre+chorus: ken carson]
talkin’ ’bout hoes, i got h+lla
i ran up the racks, i’m no failure
i f+ck on that b+tch and then i prevail
i feel like a pimp, i just might go sell her
n+ggas talking ’bout hoes but they know i got h+lla
n+ggas talking ’bout clothes but they know i got h+lla (yeah)

[chorus: ken carson]
h+lla, h+lla, h+lla, h+lla (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, h+lla)
h+lla, h+lla, h+lla, h+lla (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, h+lla)
this b+tch do whatever i tell her
i f+ck her then send her to you, she won’t tell ya
opium, b+tch, i serve like some mail
i served that lil’ boy and i ain’t use no scale, yeah
[verse]
i ran up the racks, you know i couldn’t fail, yeah
i just got a pack, it came through the mail, yeah
sellin’ pounds of paraphernalia
if you ain’t got cash app, i got zelle, yeah
if i get caught, i got bail, yeah
b+tch, i got them racks, give a f+ck ’bout a jail, yeah
this b+tch wanna f+ck, you know i’m like, “h+ll yeah”
i keep my glock tucked, i’ll send you to h+ll, yeah
i keep my glock tucked with one in the head
let a n+gga try it then he dead
step on him like an insect
i pop me a molly and then i forget
i pop me a molly and then i forget
he thought i was lame, thought i wasn’t with the sh+ts
these n+ggas be lame when it come to a b+tch
so i’ma get lame when it come to get rich
h+lla sticks, l!cks, ‘gielas, ricks, l!cks, b+tch (h+lla, yeah)

[pre+chorus]
talkin’ ’bout hoes, i got h+lla (yeah)
i ran up the racks, i’m no failure (yeah)
i f+ck on that b+tch and then i prevail (yeah)
i feel like a pimp, i just might go sell her (yeah)
n+ggas talking ’bout hoes, but they know i got h+lla
n+ggas talking ’bout clothes, but they know i got h+lla (i got h+lla)
[chorus: ken carson]
h+lla (yeah), h+lla (yeah), h+lla (yeah), h+lla (yeah, h+lla)
h+lla (yeah), h+lla (yeah), h+lla (yeah), h+lla (yeah)
this b+tch do whatever i tell her
i f+ck her then send her to you, she won’t tell ya
opium, b+tch, i serve like some mail
i served that lil’ boy and i ain’t use no scale, yeah

[verse 2: playboi carti]

[refrain: ken carson]
ayy, the higher i get, the better (ayy)
the longer i wait, she wetter (oh yeah)
i could’ve f+cked her when i met her (yeah)
i pop me a perc’, just to settle (oh yeah)
i f+cked that lil’ b+tch ’til she red, she was yellow (yeah)
shawty wan’ be my vamp but she can’t be my bella (oh yeah)
n+ggas say they got hoes but see me, i got h+lla

[chorus: ken carson]
h+lla, ayy, h+lla, ayy, h+lla, ayy, h+lla (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
h+lla, ayy, h+lla, ayy, h+lla, ayy, h+lla (yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
h+lla, ayy, h+lla, ayy, h+lla, ayy, h+lla (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
h+lla, ayy, h+lla, ayy, h+lla, ayy, h+lla (yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

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