P ft. KEN6TEEN Lyrics

Come on, flyin' through this bitch, damn near shootin' top speed

I ain't worried bout a nigga, cause bitch he not me

Denim tears on now, none of this shit I wear is cheap

She said she done fuckin' with me, watch her come back in a week

Certified for real, she know I'm certified to tweak

You a greedy ass nigga, that's why your brothers ain't eat

I'm in the club right now, I'ma text you when I leave

You know my pops was a player, so I gotta keep it P

I was in the nosebleeds, I was watchin' PG

Now I'm sitting courtside, Halliburton, see me

Finna dog walk a nigga, I don't even own a leash

I get stress in the streets, baby, can you be my peace

My new shit Puerto Rican, lowkey think I like her

Free Thugger, all my bitches love me like I'm Spider

I want some different shit for real, think I want a tiger

If a nigga play it, pop, pop, watch me dump fire

I'm super slime, fade a nigga like Boosie

She not mine, but I'm her biggest influence

Bitch linked once nigga, ask what I do to her

Seven bowls showed up at the door, bitch I'm usin' her

Get your roll on her, get the fuck on her

She don't complain when I'm leavin', she say I see you when you come home

Yeah, when she started fuckin' with me, couldn't leave my ass alone

She fucked a lame nigga on me, gotta leave her ass alone

I'm flyin' through this bitch, damn near shootin' top speed

I ain't worried bout a nigga, cause bitch he not me

Denim tears on now, none of this shit I wear is cheap

She said she done fuckin' with me, watch her come back in a week

Certified for real, she know I'm certified to tweak

You a greedy ass nigga, that's why your brothers ain't eat

I'm in the club right now, I'ma text you when I leave

You know my pops was a player, so I gotta keep it P

Put my hands on my pole and my ears to the streets

Boy this fit took time and ain't nan of it cheap

I got smoke on my lungs every time that I speak

So my eyes stay low like I serve rice and beef

Mama said, Ken watch the company you keep

That's why I ride by myself with a blick in the seat

From the plane to the stu, Jimmy Choo

Pretty bitch on my arm, turn her every way but loose

See her a frame while I'm doin' 120 on the loops

See a cop drop gear and disappear on the troops

Ayy, I can't fuck with niggas, I done tried it

Touch the loot, get patched like a pirate

I got niggas rich off wifi, rich off bows

Nigga like me could get rich off hoes

He think dick first, put a bad bitch on me

Want him dead or the racks, she said, daddy, how you want em ? Both of em

I'm flyin' through this bitch, damn near shootin' top speed

I ain't worried bout a nigga, cause bitch he not me

Denim tears on now, none of this shit I wear is cheap

She said she done fuckin' with me, watch her come back in a week

Certified for real, she know I'm certified to tweak

You a greedy ass nigga, that's why your brothers ain't eat

I'm in the club right now, I'ma text you when I leave

You know my pops was a player, so I gotta keep it P