Letra de Lookbook - Ken Carson

Huh, huh, huh, huh, this how I get off

Huh, huh, huh, yeah, yeah, this how I get off

Huh, huh, huh, yeah, yeah, this how I get off

Huh, huh, huh, yeah, yeah, this how I get off

Huh, I shop from a lookbook, I don't go to the mall

And I done made so much money, I just might start playin' golf

I'm servin' X, molly red, and you know that shit all raw

I'm way too high, I don't want no head, baby, I can't get off soft

She suck me, suck me 'til I'm dead, she got me pushin' her off me

Hundred K, yeah, that's what that new AP cost me

Plain jane, yeah, that lil' bitch goin' in the vault

I shine with no jewelry on, I'm a real rockstar

I don't even got to have no jewelry on, bitch, look at my car

And these niggas still got Amiri on, they won't make it far

I got a new bae, ayy, I met her at the bar

She got a big booty and her titties bustin' out her bra

We 'bout to make a movie, yeah, yeah, you gon' be the star

I was eatin' ramen noodles and shit, now I'm shoppin' in Bora Bora

And I drop bags at the store

I drop a bag on my bitch, I drop a bag on my whore

I drop a bag on my fit, I'm droppin' bags, I'm the shit

Chanel vintage on the kid, Rick Owens, bitch, I'm him

Marni on my feet but you really can't see 'em

'Cause these Balenciaga denim

And they saggin' 'cause I stuffed my racks up in 'em

This my swag, yeah, Ken Carson, X, yeah, yeah

She jetlaggin' 'cause she off the G6 pill

I was braggin' when I made my first couple mill'

I swear I love money, that's the only way I get a thrill

Pink twenties, pink fifties, blue hundreds, yeah, yeah, yeah

That's just how I get off

All I talk about is money, I got a money talk

She dripped in designer, she got a money walk

Five hundred just for a line-up, my barber overchargin'

Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, this how I get off

Huh, huh, huh, yeah, yeah, this how I get off

Huh, huh, huh, yeah, yeah, this how I get off

Huh, huh, huh, yeah, yeah, this how I get off

Huh, I shop from a lookbook, I don't go to the mall

And I done made so much money, I just might start playin' golf

I'm servin' X, molly red, and you know that shit all raw

I'm way too high, I don't want no head, baby, I can't get off soft

She suck me, suck me 'til I'm dead, she got me pushin' her off me

Hundred K, yeah, that's what that new AP cost me

Plain jane, yeah, that lil' bitch goin' in the vault

I shine with no jewelry on, I'm a real rockstar

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