Confetti

Ken Carson

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    Ha, shrimp and steak, we eatin' good
    Where the fuck the confetti at? I made it out the hood
    Yeah, we upped a million on them niggas, came from smokin' Swishers
    Hand-me-downs, got 'em from my sister, so they look a lil' little
    I can't put you down, everything wasn't all always perfect
    It'll come to you if you deserve it
    She want me now, lil' shawty say that it's urgent
    I ain't mean to break your heart, didn't do that on purpose

    Work it, work it
    Not that experienced, yeah, she say she nervous
    One call away, ayy, you can get this service
    Ain't no repeatin' myself, yeah, I know you heard me
    I'm just puttin' you down, my Chrome Hearts to the ground
    You can't tell who the leader of my gang, it's ice all around
    How I'm supposed to trip about these bitches? Hoes all around us
    How she trippin' on a nigga like me? I just wanna count up
    I can put a bitch up, yeah, yeah, I can mount her
    She a unicorn, when we pop out, they like: Where the fuck you found her?
    1v1, shawty might not make it to the next round, yeah
    There goes the Sun, we can't go to sleep, this an all-nighter
    No limits for you, if I like you, anything, I'll buy you
    Bombs away, ayy, we long distance, it's you who I'm missin'
    Thought about you instantly, yeah, I saw two people kissin'
    Got me stuck mentally, I can't get you off my mind
    Take his head off, delete his cap, yeah, he lyin'
    I was on that bullshit, I'ma save it for another time
    Your gang ain't up like mine, wait, you don't got a gang?
    Manifested takin' off on niggas, used to make paper planes
    Catch this flight, come my way, girl, I wanna see ya
    I'm forever with ya, never disagree, yeah
    She tell me everything and she there when I need her
    Let's go on vacation, let's go to Costa Rica
    I'm patiently waitin' for my time, can't miss it, yeah
    Keep a bag, the bitch dog shit, oh, yeah, I'm callin' for my dog, nigga
    This to pop it off and I'ma pop it off every time
    My bitch match my clothes, I got the gadgets to be Batman now
    I thought you was havin', I guess that shit ran out
    I love a bitch with a schedule, she got her shit planned out
    I'm on a whole 'nother level you might not ever reach
    Now I eat shrimp and steak, used to eat beans and wings
    Got a lot on my plate, I'm gettin' overfeeded
    Everything I do be trim, yeah, overly
    Yeah, yeah, overly
    Yeah, yeah, overly

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    Ha, shrimp and steak, we eatin' good
    Where the fuck the confetti at? I made it out the hood
    Yeah, we upped a million on them niggas, came from smokin' Swishers
    Hand-me-downs, got 'em from my sister, so they look a lil' little
    I can't put you down, everything wasn't all always perfect
    It'll come to you if you deserve it
    She want me now, lil' shawty say that it's urgent
    I ain't mean to break your heart, didn't do that on purpose

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    Composition: Ken Carson, Jerry Cruz, and Sebastiaan Bink

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