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ken carson & southside - fall back lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, i’ll tell you that
you know, i was talking to hailey earlin, she said, josh
oh, yeah, i was saying
yeah, what’s up, hailey?
what?
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
don’t wanna play god, i’m a prophet
i took off on n+ggas a rocket
keep hercules, and lee had to stack it
priscilla say, when it’s gonna pop, she
remember you gave me no options
i see through you n+ggas like stockings
my lil’ n+gga shootin’ for n+ggas
you put on the tight, you’re dying
and tell your lil’ ho stop the iron
i’m whipping this sh+t, yeah, i’m flying
my catch+up body loose, it’s lying
you f+ck with my baby, she dying
she pop me a pill, now i’m flying
they want me dead, keep trying
and еvery f+cking day we dining
no matter whеre i go, i’m shining
yeah
[verse 1 : ?????]
you n+ggas be p+ssy for sure
my shooter might spark up the tour
i’m taking what you want in the war
i’m buying the worst out of four
don’t start with this money, want more
my youngins gon’ travel galore
my youngins gon’ travel galore
you might check it, right, hot, show
know i keep some blues, you not
naked wrist on center shot
once a dollar, always a thot
messing on my paper plot
you really should’ve told him that
take a look
took off on them n+ggas, ain’t no holding back

[verse 2 : ken carson]
woo, woo, woo, woo
i pop me a xanax, can i stand?
sza pop me a pill, i think it was blue
pull up to lax with some country band
we ain’t getting caught, n+gga, we flying through
she like to hang around, can we gang gang?
i’m f+cking with sza, he pyro
drip, drop, drip, drop drip, drop, drip. (oh yeah)
tell them hoes to pull up, it cost skinny dip
now rock out, we having cash over here
exotic smoke, it’s over here
looking for your ho, she over here
you know you can’t pull up over here
cause you just might get rolled up over here
f+ck, n+gga
these b+tches be tweaking, i fall back
she calling attention, she see me flex
but she won’t get a test, i call back
pull up with mcalellan’s, like who you testing?
heard you having an arrest, i need all that
you say you my dog, you a p+ssycat
so what the h+ll do you call that?
you call that hot shot
know i keep some blues, you not
naked wrist on center shot
once a dollar, always a thot
messing on my paper plot
you really should’ve told him that
take a look
took off on them n+ggas, ain’t no holding back
[outro]
know i keep some blues, you not
naked wrist on center shot
once a dollar, always a thot
messing on my paper plot
you really should’ve told him that
take a look
took off on them n+ggas, ain’t no holding back

- ken carson southside lyrics

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