[Verse 1: Ken Carson]
Yeah, yeah, (Loesoe goin’ crazy) yeah
Yeah, Everyday I wake up ay, in a different mood
Hold on let me put on my jewels
Let me freshen up real quick
Yeah, I’m bouta turn my swag on bitch
This broke ass hoe can’t brag on shit
I’m braggin on my neck and wrist
Know my shit shine, know my shit glisten
She want Dior, Dior, Dior, Dior, but I’m no Christian
Balenciaga all on me (ah), this morning on me, I just turned on my vision
This chrome hearts on my wrist got n***as pissed, now his bitch missin’
Told you I take your hoe, I fuck your bitch, you shoulda’ listened
Yeah, you shoulda’ listened, yeah bitch you shoulda’ listened
Yeah, lil bitch you shoulda’ listened yeah, lil bitch you shoulda’ listened

[Verse 2: Lil Tecca]
Yeah, cut her off I ain’t miss her, aye
Bad hoes still trickin, I know these lil n***as they imprinters
When a broke n***a turn my name down thats the only thing get me offended
Shit we do every day we be flexin
No, you bad as, not as bad as my exes
If you talk about money it lasts
Only get to my head if I let it
How much bitches on me I regret it
When a n***a said “fuck it” I meant it
Everything cruxified like its netted
And my bitches they bad with no edits
And yeah bitches they came with no edges
Only talk if the money get sent in
[Verse 3: Destroy Lonely]
Yeah, yeah
Only talk when the money gets sent in
I got this bad ass bitch and I put her on time, I call it detention
I’m in this fest yeah with lil boy yeah, you can't even catch a witness
I only rock the clearest diamonds bitch they shine like Christmas
We in this bitch getting way too geeked up where was you tryna hit this
I swear I done crossed every freak hoe of my hit list
I swear I don’t crossed every opp n***a off my hit list
I ain’t got no time for that yeah, mindin’ my business
Only got some time for racks yeah, mindin’ my business
Said I already hit your thot dawg yeah you should have listened
Lil bitch what you say you top dog yeah? That don’t make no sense man
Why you n***as be out on X-Box yeah we play with them sticks man

[Verse 4: Ken Carson]
We playing with them sticks yeah I ain't talkin Call of Duty
He say he with the shits yeah told that boy to prove it
Got a new text from your bitch yeah this hoe just sent some news in
Said she wanna suck my dick yeah I said “okay” then flew her in
One thing about these hoes they wanna fuck on a young Carson Ken
With your bitch she don’t even know
I ain’t had no clout I ain’t had no money back then
But now I’m rocking shows and I’m lit, bitch that money in
I’m shittin’ on the n***as that weren’t fucking with me back then
Now i got power by the hour I ain’t talkin no ranger
A young n***a toting that banger
Yeah, knock you out and getting you stained up
Look how our tables turned when I came up
They said money, I’m flexing can’t be on your brain bro
These N***as talk down when they bringing my name up
Just know when I see that lil boy yeah, it’s up