Should've Listened (X TWO THREE)

[Intro: Ken Carson]

Yeah, yeah

(Loesoe goin’ crazy)

Yeah

[Verse 1: Ken Carson]

Yeah, everyday I wake up, Aye, in a different mood

Hold on let me put on my jewels

Let me freshen up real quick

Yeah, I’m bouta turn my swag on, bitch

This broke ass hoe can’t brag on shit

I’m braggin' on my neck and wrist

Know my shit shine, know my shit glisten

She want Dior, Dior, Dior, Dior, but I’m no Christian

Balenciaga all on me, ah, this Marni on me, I just turned on my vision

This Chrome Hearts on my wrist got niggas pissed, now his bitch missin’

Told you I take your hoe, I fucked your bitch, you shoulda’ listened

Yeah, you shoulda’ listened, yeah, bitch, you shoulda’ listened

Yeah, lil' bitch, you shoulda’ listened, yeah, lil' bitch, you shoulda’ listened

[Verse 2: Lil Tecca]

Yeah, cut her off I ain’t miss her, aye

Bad hoes still trickin, I know these lil' niggas they impressed

When a broke nigga try my name now, that's the only thing get me offended

Shit we do everyday, you be flexin'

No, your baddest, not as bad as my exes

If you talk about money it lessens

Only get to my head if I let it

How much bitches on me, I regret it

When a nigga said “Fuck it”,  I meant it

Everything classified like its netted

And my bitches they bad with no edits

And your bitches they came with no edges

Only talk if the money get sent in

[Verse 3: Destroy Lonely]

Yeah, yeah

Only talk when the money gets sent in

I got this bad ass bitch and I put her on timeout, call it detention

I’m in this fast ass whip lil boy, you can't even catch up with this

I only rock the clearest diamonds, bitch, they shine like Christmas

We in this bitch getting way too geeked up, bruh, is you tryna hit this?

I swear I done crossed like every freak hoe off my hit list

I swear I done crossed every opp nigga off my hit list

Yeah, I ain’t got no time for that, yeah, mindin’ my business

Only got some time for racks, yeah, mindin’ my business

Said I already hit your thot dog, yeah, you should have listened

Lil' bitch what you say, you top dog yeah? That don’t make no sense, man

While you niggas be out on XBOX, yeah, we play with them sticks man

[Verse 4: Ken Carson]

We play with them sticks, yeah, I ain't talkin Call of Duty

He say he with the shits, yeah, told that boy to prove it

Got a new text from your bitch, yeah, this hoe just sent some nudes in

Said she wanna suck my dick, yeah, I said “Okay”, then flew her in

One thing about these hoes, they wanna fuck on a young Carson Ken

With your bitch she don’t even know

I ain’t had no clout I ain’t had no money back then

But now I’m rocking shows and I’m lit, bitch that money in

I’m shittin’ on the niggas that weren’t fucking with me back then

Now I got power by the hour, I ain’t talkin no ranger

A young nigga totin' that banger

Yeah, knock you out and getting you stained up

Look how the tables turned when I came up

The same money I’m flexin' can be on your brain, bruh

These niggas talk down when they bringin' my name up

Just know when I see that lil' boy, yeah, it’s up