Singapore

Lyrics

[Intro: Ken Carson] (8-808) Huh, huh Huh, huh, huh, huh Huh, huh, huh, huh [Chorus: Ken Carson] Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh Walk in Magic City with a hunnid, threw the whole thing I got rich before I turned 23, like LeBron James Copped the Bentley Mulsanne, yeah, just to switch lanes Copped the new SVJ, yeah, just to lose the brain I copped new jewels, this a Stephen Curry tennis chain Thirty-pointer every night, yeah, I'm in your bitch droppin' thirty-pointers Takin' flights, yeah, with your bitch, we in Singapore [Verse 1: Ken Carson] I'm that type of nigga post your bitch, and you can't ignore Now when everybody see that bitch, they like, "Oh, there go Ken Carson's whore" Yeah, I get fly like a raven, but a nigga not in Baltimore When you talk to me, you talking to money because I'm a walking ATM Sold out tour, damn, they should've booked the stadium She like, "Ain't you Ken Carson? Ain't you X?" Hell yeah, that's him I got guns bigger than these niggas, I could never be scared of them He was talking real tough 'til a nigga shot that lead at him [Verse 2: Destroy Lonely] I get higher than a UFO, bitch, I'm an alien I just got this ho from the Middle East, she Israelian I just made a hundred thousand, stuffed it in some raver pants Yeah, I just got a paper cut from countin' all this paper, man I come through, I'm dressed in all black like I was Satan, man I just make one call like Ken Nugent, ain't no savin' him And they like "Lonely rich as fuck, I guess we should hate on him" Huh, but I give no fucks, I'm overseas and I did Balenci' my jeans Huh, I called a brand new ho, she a freak, and she tryna eat my team Huh, Alex Moss just did my ring, I make her kiss my ring Yeah, she suck me clean, I make her spit just like Listerine Yeah, I pulled off in a Ghost, baby, like a mystery Huh, a real big dawg, you ain't seen nothin' as big as me They say they get as paid as me, but I agree to disagree Itchin', itchin' for that paper, huh, money come to me My trigger finger itchin' for a halo and I'm finna squeeze [Chorus: Ken Carson] Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh Walk in Magic City with a hunnid, threw the whole thing I got rich before I turned 23, like LeBron James Copped the Bentley Mulsanne, yeah, just to switch lanes Copped the new SVJ, yeah, just to lose the brain I copped new jewels, this a Stephen Curry tennis chain Thirty-pointer every night, yeah, I'm in your bitch droppin' thirty-pointers Takin' flights, yeah, with your bitch, we in Singapore