prod.sky1 - anarchy lyrics
(sk+k+k+sky)
[intro: ken carson]
g+g+got my pants fallin’, hundred racks in my britches, huh
got my pants fallin’, these racks in my britches, yuh
got my pants fallin’, these racks in my britches, yuh
they got my pants fallin’
[verse 1: ken carson]
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
i’m four pockets full, but i’m not lil baby
f+ck that b+tch, off the x pill, she thought i was gon’ save her
i put forgiato’s on the wheels of my new mercedes
i’ll pull up to yo’ moshpit for a hundred k
i beat the trap out like an 808
i beat your pack out like an 808
i beat her back out like an 808, yeah, yeah
[bridge: ken carson:]
and it’s over
yeah, it’s over, yeah, it’s over, yeah, it’s over
yeah, it’s over, yeah, it’s over, yeah, it’s ovеr
yeah, it’s over, yeah, it’s ovеr, yeah, it’s over
yeah, it’s over, yeah, it’s over, no cap, yeah
[verse 2: yeat]
ahh (uh, oh), they know everything i ate (yeah)
used to eat them noodles, now i’m eating shrimp and steak (foreally)
how the h+ll you fell in love? b+tch, this ain’t even the first date (yeah, what?)
said she wanna have kids, b+tch, get ’em off your face (yeah)
that p+ssy boy was lackin’, sh+t we got ’em on the race (how the f+ck? yeah)
i don’t really even be trying, but i end up in first place (yeah)
i be stepping in this b+tch, like i’m the one who own this place (yeah, yeah)
every morning take a tesla, b+tch, i live in outer sp+ce (yeah+yeah)
and that ain’t what you heard from us (ahh), they seen that yeat come from nothing, blow up like i’m osama (ooh)
my closet used to be old navy, now it’s all designer (yeah)
i got m’s in my pocket, b+tch you can’t even find ’em (huh, huh, huh, huh, huh)
[bridge: ken carson]
yeah, it’s over, yeah, it’s over, yeah, it’s over
yeah, it’s over, yeah, it’s over, yeah, it’s over
yeah, it’s over, yeah, it’s over, yeah, it’s over
yeah, it’s over, yeah, it’s over, yeah, it’s over, no cap, yeah
[verse 3: ken carson]
i just switched the color of my hair
blonde sh+t, i got this blonde b+tch tryna suck me
she go blonde, she goin’ dumb, yeah, this b+tch goin’ legally blonde, yeah
we bluntin’, we havin’ fun, yeah
i’m ’boutta pass her to my bro, yuh
i unfold the kel+tec and it’ll fold ya
i’m dressed in all black, yeah, just like folgers
i’m a real rockstar, these n+ggas be posers
i crack the seal of wock’, and pour the eighth in the soda
[outro: ken carson]
and it’s over
yeah, it’s over, yeah, it’s over, yeah, it’s over
yeah, it’s over, yeah, it’s over, yeah, it’s over
yeah, it’s over, yeah, it’s over, yeah, it’s over
no cap, yeah (s+k+sky)
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