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Dismantled
1,885
On Tour
Hip-Hop/Rap
Dismantled was released on April 11, 2025 by Opium/Interscope as a part of the album More Chaos
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Release DateApril 11, 2025
LabelOpium/Interscope
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM73

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ken Carson
Ken Carson
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenyatta Frazier Jr.
Kenyatta Frazier Jr.
Songwriter
Clifton Meador Shayne
Clifton Meador Shayne
Composer
Stefan Cismigiu
Stefan Cismigiu
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lucian
Lucian
Producer
Ben Lidsky
Ben Lidsky
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Clifton Meador Shayne
Clifton Meador Shayne
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
[Chorus]
Too much money, can't fit it in my pants, huh
Iced out belt hold my pants up
I ain't from Zone 6, but I got a lil' bitch from the Eastside of Atlanta
How you wanna roll? I can go Ghost or a Phantom
That **** broke, ban him
Ran off from the plug, I scammed him
Bitch, I do shit for my fandom, do this shit for my fam, yeah
If she don't pick up when I call, ain't call again, can't spam her
Take it to the grave, won't tell a soul, ain't nothin' I can't handle
Rip this bitch apart, when I get to the hotel, she gettin' dismantled
[Verse 1]
Yeah, can't be canceled
Yeah, can't be fucked with
Saw Lil' Wayne at the Balenciaga show, used to rock the Trukfit
Before we take it to the next level, baby girl, tell me who you fuck wit'
Yeah, who you fuck wit', yeah
I ain't fuckin' with these hoes, I'm tryna get that bank
I'm tryna cop a calm crib, yeah, wit' a gate
I live a fast life with no brakes
Supercharged, all-wheel drive
No, I can't fuck wit' these bitches
They gon' say that I like lyin'
Yeah, I'm a stand-up guy
Ain't standin' down for nobody
[Verse 2]
If you havin' animosity, Ken Carson fucked your bitch, prolly
My bitch, yeah, so, so godly
She the only proof of God
She rock tree camouflage
You thought you was smooth, huh?
Thought you was at home, in your close friend, you in Aruba
You ain't him on the internet, I know them, not just rumors
No feelings, yeah, I lost my heart on a shroom trip
Love bombin', yeah, I got you flowers and expensive gifts
Had another bitch in a Uber, so I had to send you a Lyft
I knew her way before I knew ya, you late to the party
Give a fuck 'bout these hoes, I'm gettin' money regardless
Never bite the hand that feed you, yeah, don't get me started
[Chorus]
Too much money, can't fit it in my pants, huh
Iced out belt hold my pants up
I ain't from Zone 6, but I got a lil' bitch from the Eastside of Atlanta
How you wanna roll? I can go Ghost or a Phantom
That **** broke, ban him
Ran off from the plug, I scammed him
Bitch, I do shit for my fandom, do this shit for my fam, yeah
If she don't pick up when I call, ain't call again, can't spam her
Take it to the grave, won't tell a soul, ain't nothin' I can't handle
Rip this bitch apart, when I get to the hotel, she gettin' dismantled
Written by: Clifton Meador Shayne, Kenyatta Frazier Jr., Stefan Cismigiu
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