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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
KenTheMan
KenTheMan
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kentavia Tytiana Miller
Kentavia Tytiana Miller
Songwriter
Logan Jefferson
Logan Jefferson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bigg Cuz
Bigg Cuz
Producer

Lyrics

Aye, it's Ken the muhfuckin man bitch Yeah, aye Big big bands for a walk through Front spot when I park too And I don't like being tugged on So find another bitch to talk to Real bitches show love to me Hatin' hoes wanna hug too Got niggas lookin' like they wanna fuck They bitches really wanna fuck too Aye, walk through bitches face funny But I bet bitches won't say nothin' Broke bitches got time on 'em That's why they always got they mind on me I make money, you save money Yo rent money my play money This my shit, that's bae money Ain't nun you hoes could say to me The ticket goin up (ticket goin up) You hoes can't talk to me 'Cause you don't make enough (You-You don't make enough) See me, I been gettin' fine But the pockets gettin fluff (Pockets gettin' fluff) These niggas gone act real But they snow on the bluff(Snow on the bluff) I cannot make this up (I cannot make this up) I got a fetish, I like a nigga with paper That shit be makin' me wet I am for real I'ma fuck on 'em in private Then after that, I'ma jet Niggas gon' talk, niggas gon' make up a lie Niggas gon' put you in mess But when he a boss, he don't be getting in gossip He just gone get you the check Bitches is foul, they gon' call niggas they brother But really be fuckin 'em all Bitches is weak, they gone act friendly in person Then be online tryna sneak Bitches gon' hate, I ain't even touchin' a million Ain't even reachin' my peak They just be bitter cause it ain't them gettin on Cause it ain't them and it's me Went to the dealer, I got the Benz I'm the owner Bitches is late on they lease Bitches is sleep I be up late countin money They in the bed countin sheep Put that on the hood, ain't nobody better than me Down to the side to the east Down to the west, down to the worst of the worst Up to the best of the best (Up to the best of the best) These hoes know who I am They actin like they don't Now that I'm up we fam These hoes not my friends Say they is, that's scam, not likely They wanna be just like me But these hoes ain't shit like me Gave 'em a hand they bite me Gave 'em a try they tried me Cold ass bitch I'm icy Hoes lookin mad they spicy I think of myself so highly Cause I don't just get paid Friday Married to the money I'm wifey Step out, ooh slightly And these niggas still gone like me Like me, like me, like me Don't get mad, get like me And if you a mad bitch fight me Want me to pull up? Invite me Ooh, invite me Been waitin on a bitch to try me Try me, try me, try me (Try me, try me, try me) Ooh try me, try me, try me, try me (Ain't none of these hoes gone try me) It's Ken bitch
Writer(s): Louis Russell, Mary Vesta Williams White Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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