[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 said "What you eat this mornin'?" Bitch I had X for breakfast
I threw that bitch on a sandwich no cheese no lettuce
I ate that lil bitch she was super wet I ain’t need no beverage
The way I fuck lil shawty she coming back for seconds
Upside down on my cross yeah you know how I shoot the reverend
Send that boy straight to heaven, guess you could call it a blessing
N***a mad cause we fuckin' on the same ho see me nah I ain’t stressin'
Or is you mad because she fucked with me first and she fucked with you second?
Or is you mad cause I got that bag and your pockets unhealthy?
Walk in that bitch they 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 shit but he soft as a feather

[Verse 2: Destroy Lonely]
N***as talkin' bout some cash bitch we havin' extras yeah
N***as still smokin’ gas bitch we havin’ pressure yeah
Got this fine ass bitch she mad 'cause I still ain't text her back
Bitch I’m into fashion yup
But my brother servin' crack
If this shit don't work lil' bitch I bet I go back to the trap
If he playin' with my work I’ll knock that boy right off the map
We got heavy metal bitch, these lil' boys be havin' scraps
I rock every leather bitch, yeah you know that shit all black
I fuck every type of bitch, yo I can't even cap
Ho I touch every type of dollar I like all kinds of cash
Dog it's 12 get behind us roll the windows up and smash out
Bitch I send my shooter money he want CashApp for that crash out

[Verse 3: Ken Carson]
Bang, CashApp for that crash out
I'ma sell that bitch
Put a n***a on a cross he get crucified
I'ma nail that bitch
Could've fucked your ho, but I was too damn high to rail that bitch
She was off that blow, so you know it ain't nothin' you could tell that bitch
Fuck it I'ma go sell that bitch
Box her up mail that bitch
That's how you know my pimpin' lit
That's how you know I'm pimpin' shit
I'll slap a bitch out quick
And you know I'll wipe a n***a nose just like a handkerchief
If a n***a fuckin' with the O I'll put that bank on him
Yeah I got a lil' stamp but I want a lil' more I'll up my rank on him
I ash my blunt on him
I spill my drank on him
I'on give a shit, I'on give a damn, I'on give a fuck 'bout him