More songs by Ken Carson
Description
Producer: 16yrold
Producer: Gfelds
Producer: Akachi
Producer: Lolaxva
Mixing Engineer, Engineer: Ben Lidsky
Mastering Engineer: Colin Leonard
A& R: Ela Talu
Aand Radministrator: Marissa Wickliffe
Producer: DJ Moon
Composer Lyricist: Kenyatta Frazier Jr.
Composer Lyricist: Jerry Cruz
Composer Lyricist: Grant Feldman
Composer Lyricist: Hunter Brown
Composer Lyricist: Lola Paulette
Composer Lyricist: Corey Moon
Lyrics and translation
Original
Crash dummy gone retarded spending cash money. Margiela on Margiela, Mason on
Mason. I'm overseas with these hoes, places, plus faces.
Can't do nothing regular, ho, ho, I'm far from basic.
Can't lose nothing sweet, nah, this shit I already made it. Lean cups everywhere, I been all day up.
I can't get enough fuck, hit it from the back and pull on her hair.
She wanna ride it, yeah, in the chair, she so nasty. Who would've ever thought I'd have her like this? She so classy.
You can't leave right now, you not my first bad bitch.
Tell them niggas pipe down, they just got hit on maverick. Fuck niggas talking 'bout don't have me.
I been doing this shit for years straight.
Now I ate off everybody plate, so you know I came a long way. Now I got my own place, now I got my own.
I'm really living that life, it's not WWE, don't try this shit at home.
I don't want no fuck, just want some top, yeah, yeah, give me your dome.
Shawty got that butt that slap me, top heavy shit further than I know. I'm far from normal, yeah, yeah, I'm different.
I'm riding in the 'Rari tryna show her how to drift.
This shit just like bow tie, fuck nigga, don't get your face lifted.
We don't turn our lips mouth, you know I'm chopping no tip. Can't take what you give, you gotta give me what I deserve.
I been off these drugs, it take me a minute to reserve.
I get off them bows, it don't take me nothing to re-up. I had you with all your problems, yeah, it's never enough.
All these niggas something like teddy bears, y'all portraying like you tough.
How you think I was gon' cuff? You had all my problems buff.
I ain't dodge nobody, we can nug if you want to buck.
Don't be 'round us but you saying something, bitch really up. I was just smoking kush, counting money, tapping rubber bands.
So much fucking money, just counting, I'ma need more hands.
I'ma need a new backpack, yeah, it's a bigger bag. Shawty twerking, sliding on them racks, money avalanche.
Margiela on Margiela, Mason on Mason.
I'm overseas with these hoes, places, plus faces. Can't do nothing regular, ho, ho, I'm far from basic.
Can't lose nothing sweet, nah, this shit I already made it. Lean cups everywhere, I been all day up.
I can't get enough fuck, hit it from the back and pull on her hair.
She wanna ride it, yeah, in the chair, she so nasty.
Who would've ever thought I'd have her like this? She so classy