Video Ss de Ken Carson 2024 Rap Lyrics

Ken Carson - Ss Lyrics

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ss by Ken Carson [Intro]
Huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

[Verse]
Promethazine habit, lean habit, codeine habit
Kickstand yeah, biker, yeah, yeah, I'm leanin'
I chop the top off the McLaren, this ain't no Lamborghini
My white ho got big titties, she remind me of Sydney Sweeney
Sydney Sweeney, Sydney Sweeney
I rock that stick like it's a purse, yeah, my chopper swinging
Like Sydney Sweeney, my stick have them titties underneath
Like Sydney Sweeney, my b**ch titties big like double D
Emergency, emergency
Shawty just threw it back, she tryna hurt me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, shawty just threw it back, she tryna birth one
But I'm way too rich, yeah, for this b**ch, no, I can't birth none
My swag way too sick, I need an IV, yeah, yeah
Cs in my pocket, but we throwin' Bs over here
I got designer habits, I got designer habits, I can't stop
I was f**kin' on your b**ch in my Rick Owens socks
I was f**kin' on your b**ch in my Rick Owens socks
I was f**kin' on your b**ch in my Rick Owens socks
I was f**kin' on your b**ch in my Rick Owens socks
My Rick Owens socks, my Rick Owens socks, yeah
[Part 2]

[Verse]
I'm off the G6, they don't know if I'm talkin' 'bout the pill or the plane
Iced out my mouth, went Alex Moss, I don't know none 'bout Johnny Dang
I got unlimited jewelry, I put a X on my chain
She got unlimited pussy, I'm 'bout to f**k her for hours
Switched up my flow, he can't keep up, that boy career goin' sour
Paris Fashion Week, she wanna f**k at the Eiffel Tower
Paris Fashion Week, I'm off the ho, 'bout to get devoured
She say she like my aesthetic, all gas, no brakes, I'm unleaded
If I f**k with you, then we locked in, yeah, we dreaded
She f**kin' with me, yeah, she rubbin', yeah, her hand through my dreads
Ain't repeatin' sh*t after I speak, b**ch, I mean what I said
I can buy fifteen Richie Mills, why would I cop a Rolex?