Till I Die - Ken Car$on

You already knew what it was

You already know what it is

Now she wanna fuck 'cause I’m up

Now she wanna fuck 'cause I’m lit

I told you, we get high as fuck

I got your bitch off a G6

She fallin' for me and you fallin' for her

I fuck on these bitches, I can’t fall in love, yeah

I fuck on these bitches, I can’t fall in love

Don’t fuck with these niggas, I give 'em a

They askin' me «Why?»

I give 'em a

He claimin' he gang, but that boy a dub

Talk down on my name, we sending 'em slugs

I rock Helmut Lang, I’m swaggin' it up

I fucked on your bae and she don’t give a fuck about it

These niggas just talk, they ain’t 'bout it

They be slippin', they ain’t really slidin'

Yeah, she sippin' codeine really rapid

I swear, everything I do exotic

I swear, everything I do, these niggas know 'bout it

I go to the bank, I make a deposit

He broke and he stank, yeah, he ain’t about it

I can’t remember shit, I was off molly

I’m rollin', I’m rollin', I can’t feel my body

These bitches be hard, these bitches be sloppy

With me, yeah, she going, she emptied your pockets

You bought her Chanel and I bought her some Takis

You bought her a bag, I bought her some chips

Either way I’m goin', your bitch gettin' flipped

You still let her let me fuck off the rip

FN Five-seveN, came with a grip

If it’s a problem, shoot him in his lip

Raf Simons shirt, check out my drip

Your bitch a flirt, fuck and then dip

I don’t want her, I want a zip

Shoutout my plug, he get a tip

These niggas be scrubs, these niggas ain’t built

They ain’t nothin' like us, these niggas ain’t real

If it go down, we know you gon' spill

I’m pourin' up lean, I’m crackin' the seal