Ken Lyrics

Talk to Kennedy over the phone

She said she like my clothes

Hell nah I can't smell your bowl

I got white shit in my nose

Every time I try to put it in

She say it don't fit, in the hole

It ain't shit to pop out inna fit

But they say I do the most

I've been feelin' better, yeah

I love heavy metal, yeah

Do not talk that shit

You talk that shit we take your head off, yeah

I pulled up with M4

And I got beretta's, yeah

And I got beretta's, yeah

And I got beretta's, yeah

I ain't trippin' bout no ops

Cause when I pull up they gone run

I can't let you break my heart girl

is you stupid and you dumb

Got too many hoes on my phone

To let you treat me like I'm one

I ain't finna go out like a sad ass nigga

Save that for the bums

And I really only wanna smoke

I feel like that nigga when I ghost

I'm the realest nigga in the west

I'm the realest nigga not a troll

All these niggas got they bold

Put em in a blunt and make it roll

All these diamonds on me and they choke

When I fuck a bitch I make ha choke

You ain't gettin' money nigga stand up

I got more knowledge than your grandma

I be ridin' round with a hammer

I just gotta let you know

How we pussy but he from Atlanta

Finna smoke a nigga like I'm cancer

You don't wanna come to Chi-Raq

Cause he say it's too cold

Talk to Kennedy over the phone

She said she like my clothes

Hell nah I can't smell your bowl

I got white shit in my nose

Every time I try to put it in

She say it don't fit, in the hole

It ain't shit to pop out inna fit

But they say I do the most

But they say I do the most

But they say I do the most

And they say I do the most

Talked to Kennedy over the phone

She said she like my clothes

She said she like my clothes

She said she like my clothes