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lirik lagu ken carson - x for breakfastt

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[intro: ken carson]
(wake up, f1lthy)
x~man, x~man, x~man, yeah
x~man, x~man, x~man, yeah
x~man, x~man, x~man, uh
x~man, x~man, x~man

[verse 1: ken carson]
she say, “what you eat this mornin’?” b~tch, i had x for breakfast
i threw that b~tch on a sandwich, no cheese, no lettuce
i ate that lil’ b~tch, she was super wet, i ain’t need no beverage
the way i f~ck lil’ shawty, she comin’ back for seconds
upside down on my cross, you know how i shoot the reverend
send that boy straight to heaven, guess you could call it a “blessin'”
n~gga mad ’cause we f~ckin’ on the same ho’, see me nah, i ain’t stressin’
or is you mad ’cause she f~cked with me first and she f~cked with you sеcond
or is you mad ’cause i got that bag and your pockets unhealthy
walk in that b~tch, thеy know i’m rich, yeah, they know that i’m wealthy
balenciaga on my kicks and my jacket margiela
he talkin’ like he hard as sh~t, but he soft as a feather
[verse 2: destroy lonely]
n~ggas talkin’ ’bout some cash, b~tch, we havin’ extras, yeah
n~ggas still smokin’ gas, b~tch, we havin’ pressure, yeah
got this fine ass b~tch, she mad ’cause i still ain’t text her back
b~tch, i’m into fashion, yup, but my brother serving crack
if this sh~t don’t work lil’ b~tch, i bet i go back to the trap
if he playin’ with my work i knock that boy right off the map
we got heavy metal, b~tch, these lil’ boys be havin’ straps
i rock every leather, b~tch, yeah, you know that sh~t all black
i f~ck every type of b~tch, yeah, i can’t even cap
ho,’ i touch every type of dollar, i rock out ’cause of cash
dawg, it’s 12 get behind us, roll the window up and smash out
b~tch, i send my shooter money, he won’t cashapp for that crash out

[verse 3: ken carson]
dang, cashout for that crash out, i’ma sell that b~tch
put a n~gga on a cross he get crucified, i’ma nail that b~tch
could’ve f~cked yo’ ho’, but i was too d~mn high to rail that b~tch
she was off that blow, so you know it ain’t nothin’ you can tell that b~tch
f~ck it, i’ma go sell that b~tch
boss her up, nail that b~tch
that’s how you know my pimpin’ lit
that’s how you know i’m pimpin’ sh~t
i slap a b~tch out quick
and you know i wipe a n~gga nose just like a handkerchief
if a n~gga f~ckin’ with the o, i put that bank on him
yeah, i got a lil’ stamp, but i want a lil’ more
i up my rank on him, i ask my blunt on him
i’ll spill my drink on him
i’on give a sh~t, i’on give a d~mn, i’on give a f~ck ’bout him


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