Ken Carson - Like This Lyrics

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Why my jeans fit like this? (Why my jeans fit like this?)
Why my jeans fit like this? (Why my jeans fit like this?)
Balmain jeans fit like this (whoa)

Why my shirt fit like this? Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Why my shirt fit like this? Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Why my shirt fit like this? Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Why my shirt fit like this? Huh, hu-uh, ayy
Why my bitch look like this? Huh, shit
Why my bitch look like this? Huh, shit
Why my bitch look like this? Huh, shit
Why my bitch look like this? Huh, shit
Why make a hit like this? Huh, what? (I don't know)
Why make a hit like this? Huh, shit (what you on?)
Why make a hit like this? Huh, wait (let's go)
We make hit after hit, huh, wait

If I move, I won't move, huh, huh, without my cutter
If I move, I won't move, woah, woah, without my brother
I'm f*cking on a MILF right now, I'm a motherf*cker
She got them full lips, I call her DSL, them dicksuckers (hahaha)

She tryna f*ck my partner, she a vamp, she a bloodsucker (ah)
I sip Wock', not water, yeah, lil' shawty, I'm a mud sipper (yeah)
If her pussy water, I might have to go ahead and tip her
Big-ass VV diamonds, they keep sayin' that I'm swaggin' sick
I got all these lights on me, she tryna suck my popsicle (bah)
Huh, Balenciaga, shoppin' baby, real poppin' shit

She think I'm Illuminati, I am not a average type nigga (what?)
All my bitches got bodies, so I guess I f*cked after niggas (huh)
White diamond my body, let my white bitch say, "Nigga"
Only let her do that when she ride my f*ckin' big ripper
How you got sticks like this? (How you got motherf*ckin' sticks like this? Like this)
Huh, what?
How you got switches like this? (How you got motherf*ckin'- fah-fah-fah-fah-fah)
Huh, what?
How you rock Rick like this? (How you rock Rick like this? Rick, Rick)
Huh, what?
How she suck my dick like this? (How she suck my dick like this? Dick, dick, dick)
Huh, what?

I'm a rockstar like KISS, yeah, yeah (I'm a rockstar like KISS, yeah, yeah)
This rabbit fur on my jacket, bitch, this not Mohair (this not Mohair, this not Marni)
Designer clothes and E6, I be rocking the belt (yeah)
My swag shit got like a sixty, these niggas don't know what to wear (what?)
I'm boolin' with my thot, that's that ho over there (ooh)
If you see me in somethin' twice, I got two or more pairs (yeah)

If I hit her once or twice, then I gotta throw that bitch in the air (whoa)
I got your bitch in my room, she shakin' the ass, she throw it in the air (I got your bitch in my room)
These niggas not having no hoes (these niggas ain't having no hoes)
I'm having, I'm havin' some right here, some right there
I really ain't worried 'bout hoes, 'cause I'm getting money, no, I do not care (let's go)

I cannot worry 'bout hoes, 'cause I just poured lean just right in the Crush (Crush)
I asked her would she rather cry on the back of a Rolls Royce, back of a bus (bus, bus)
I claim that Werewolf Gang, but tell all my Vamps all the plans on the hush (shh)
I f*cked a virgin bitch, I put my dick in her, now shit, it got stuck (whoa)
I f*cked a cougar bitch, I f*cked on that pussy and knocked all the dust (yeah)
Say "Why you gotta act like this?" (Why you gotta, why you gotta act like this?)
Huh, what?
For no reason, I won't stack like this (for no reason, I won't stack like this)
Huh, what?
Jersey Devil on my cat like this (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah), huh
We been out for so long, Lil Uzi Vert, why you still rap like this?
I don't know (bitch, let's go)

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Why my jeans fit like this? (Why my jeans fit like this?)
Why my jeans fit like this? (Why my jeans fit like this?)
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