Ken Carson Pint of Red Lyrics
Yeah, she wanna fuck, I’m like, “Yes”
She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna lay on her breast
I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red
I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch
Once you run them racks up, these hoes not hard to catch
She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, drive foreign cars, yeah
On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I’m runnin’ out of space
Yeah, yeah, I did what I did ’cause she don’t love me anyway
Yeah, how you change up? I thought this was a safe place
I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?
Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah
I miss the times we had
Can’t fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch
Now all these hoes too bad
How you fix yo’ lips to say what you said?
I ain’t make you that mad
How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face
Put the racks up for a rainy day, I’ma always be okay
As long as I got my stick with me, I’m forever safe
As long as they pretty, I’ma go get it
I ain’t never runnin’ out of ya, I ain’t never runnin’ out of nothin’
Yeah, yeah, you can count it up
Yeah, yeah, shawty, this for us
Yeah, yeah, shawty
Oh, you want that bag? That ain’t nothin’, I already bought it
She threw that pussy, I caught it
I can’t even lie, I fell in love with it
Yeah, like I can’t even spread out the mouth, yeah, shit is expired
I got her shakin’, like don’t cry
Stop playin’, huh, be quiet
She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it’s like I’m inciting a riot
Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah
She wanna fuck all night, yeah
She wanna shop, and I tell her, “That’s fine”
Ain’t frontin’ lil’ boo, better check on my ho
How you frontin’ yo’ boo, but you know you ain’t got it?
Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it
Get on stage, yeah, you know how I rock it
She just wanna get in my pocket
But I can’t go for that, I’d rather be by myself
Expensive, don’t need no loan
Won’t need nobody else
I don’t need nobody else, I don’t need nobody
Oh, you thought I couldn’t fuck yo’ bitch?
Why the fuck you try me?
Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist
Yeah, yeah, I’m iced up
Yeah, yeah, I like her
Yeah, yeah, I’ma ice her
Yeah, yeah, she one of a kind, I ain’t met no other like ya
Told them fuck niggas, “Pipe down,” I got you piped up
Yeah, she wanna fuck, I’m like, “Yes”
