Letra de roxy reynolds - Ken Carson

(Feat. Destroy Lonely)

00TWIN, 5TWIN, YVL, twin

I need thick shit, Roxy Reynolds (Yeah, I need thick shit)

Got a porn star, she a sex symbol (Porn, porn)

YVL, you not the next member (YVL)

And I been rollin' off the X, timber (X, aw, yeah)

I'm the blueprint, this a new render (Yeah)

I'm 'bout to eat it up, she on the plate (Ha)

I'm goin' off, take (Ha)

Switch the exhaust, intake (Ha)

Pussy wan' link, I know they gon' flake (What the fuck?)

Everything heavy, push major weight (Yeah)

She not difficult, she easy, bae (Woah)

She not difficult, she easy to hit (Yeah)

I'm throwin' up B's, with Lone and shit (Yeah)

The clothes wear you, I own the 'fit (Wear, yeah)

Just poured up a four, takin' a swig (What the fuck?)

She wanna wrestle, but I'm not Miz (What the fuck?)

Pill in my drank and it'll fizz (What the fuck?)

I do not dance, I'm not a fish (What the fuck?)

Used to watch Mia Khalifa, not Wiz (Uh, what the fuck? Woah)

In this bitch with Lone, yeah (Woah), we just poured up (Top Floor)

I'm dozin' off, I told her crack (Woah), I rosed up (Woah)

Can't talk like you, like that (Woah), so I shoot frozed up (Woah)

These niggas be hoes, yeah (Woah-woah, Young Vamp Life)

This shit get scary like the month after September (Bitch)

Came out the mud, pourin' mud with my niggas (Yeah)

I'm 'bout my paper, diamond rocks, my bitches scissor (Yeah)

I'm tryna fit a whole damn pint in a two-liter (Uh)

My ho too bad, she like to wrestle, call her Lita (Say, 5)

She bad and Spanish, whip a Rolls-Royce, call her Rita (Yeah)

I'm smokin' Colorado (Smokin' Colorado)

I'm in Atlanta, 'bout to take a bitch to Prado (Prado, uh)

I gave her hammer, now she want me pay her car note (What else?)

I got more spots than Winnie Harlow (Havin' spots)

I got more spots than Winnie Harlow

Racks fit the denim, racks stuffed in 'em, these cargo (What? What? What?)

Racks all on her, she a baddie, huh, I-I know

Percocet got me itchin', yeah, I'm glitchin', I need hydro

Hermès for my bitches, don't get it twisted, this not Alo

Saint Laurent Don, my bitch blonde like 2hollis (Yeah)

Pull up Rick Owens, make a bitch holler

Meet her at the hotel, all she know is swallow (Suckin' me up)

Goin' Gucci front row, poppin' my collar (Yeah)

Just left the Gucci show, I'm fuckin' a Gucci model (Yeah, yeah)

Just hit a Gucci ho, built like a water bottle (Yeah)

How can I not lead when I'm the one these niggas follow? (What?)

How can I not lead when I'm the one these niggas follow? (What?)

How can I not eat when all my niggas gotta— (What the fuck?)

Hit him with the face with blick, I need that wallet (Yeah, what the fuck?)

Geeked up off the drugs, I'm on autopilot (Yeah, what the fuck? Yeah)

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