Testo Thx - Ken Carson
Testo della canzone Thx (Ken Carson), tratta dall'album More Chaos
(Wake up, F1LTHY)
Glock, SIG (Glock), MAC, FN (yeah)
I found a two-man, it's just me and my twin (ay, yeah)
I can't tell you who they is, just know that shit gettin' bent
If you bet on me, I'd bet you win 'cause my whole life rigged (yeah)
X, weed, lean, yeah (yeah)
I gotta thank my drugs 'cause if it wasn't for them, I wouldn't be here
I gotta thank my plug 'cause if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be here
I gotta thank my mom and thank my pops for makin' me who I am
He still servin' grams, he ain't never gonna serve 'em bricks
If she keep actin' like a fan, she ain't ever gon' suck my dick
All he do is talk, he ain't on shit, he ain't ever gon' get rich
I got a money walk, he can tell by the way I walk, I can fuck his bitch (yeah)
Thank you to my clique (yeah), thank you to my fans
Thank you to anybody who helped me become who I am (thank you)
Goddamn (thank you), goddamn (yeah)
They fuckin' with me now, but they weren't with me shootin' in the gym (yeah)
Balenciaga boots, I ain't never laced up no Timbs (yeah)
I'm a vampire, every time you walk in the room, my lights dim (yeah)
I got her vamped out, she thought I was nerdy and weird (I got her vamped out)
I cut that bitch off, now she cryin', yeah, she sheddin' tears (I cut that bitch off)
Only thing I fear is you breakin' my heart (yeah)
I knew you wasn't the one from the start (I knew you wasn't the one)
I knew that our relationship wouldn't go far (I did)
For you, I robbed a bank, for you, I woulda found a way to Mars (I'd do it)
For you, I woulda gave a fuck (yeah)
Them nigga who you fuckin' with, I already made them bucks (yeah)
They be flexin' the same shit we do, but we don't even post that shit (yeah)
No matter how much she fuck with you, don't ever post that bitch (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don't ever post her unless you know her (yeah)
Like the back of your hand, you gotta know her (you gotta know her)
This lil' bitch right here so annoyin', she gettin' ignored (gettin' ignored)
Vetement, Miu Miu, Balenciaga, yeah, my bitch spoiled (my lil' bitch spoiled)
Yeah, I can't let you slide, I can't let you slide (I can't let you slide)
I got three hos, but it's a two-seater, I'm tryna see who gon' ride (who gon' ride)
I got three hos, but it's a two-seater, I'm tryna see who gon' ride (who gon' ride)
I got ammunition, huh, huh, I let them bullets fly (fly, fly)
Glock, SIG (yeah), MAC, FN (yeah)
I found a two-man, it's just me and my twin (my twin)
I can't tell you who they is, just know that shit gettin' bent
If you bet on me, I'd bet you win (you gon' win), 'cause my whole life rigged (yeah)
X, weed (X), lean, yeah (yeah)
I gotta thank my drugs 'cause if it wasn't for them, I wouldn't be here
I gotta thank my plug 'cause if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be here
I gotta thank my mom and thank my pops for makin' me who I am (yeah)
Makin' me who I am
I gotta thank my mom and thank my pops for makin' me who I
I gotta thank my pops, thank my mom for makin' me who I
I gotta thank my mom, thank my pops for makin' me who I am
Credits
Writer(s): Richard Ortiz, Pierre Thevenot, Stefan Lucian Cismigiu, Kenyatta Lee Frazier Jr.
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