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Ken Carson & Playboi Carti
deaf note
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deaf note was released on July 3, 2026 by Opium/Interscope as a part of the album xperiment
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ken Carson
Ken Carson
Performer
Playboi Carti
Playboi Carti
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenyatta Frazier Jr.
Kenyatta Frazier Jr.
Songwriter
Jordan Carter
Jordan Carter
Songwriter
Johnny Peng
Johnny Peng
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Skai
Skai
Producer
Corey Moon
Corey Moon
Engineer
Marcus Fritz
Marcus Fritz
Mixing Engineer
Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer
Rich Keller
Rich Keller
Immersive Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Refrain]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
Bitch, this the xperiment
Cover my ears when you talk, I ain't hearin' it
And I cover up my ears when you talk, I ain't hearin' it
And I cover up my ears when you talk, girl, I ain't hearin' it
As long as I got that yop stick, I ain't fearin' shit
As long as I got my chopstick, I'm gon' use 'em like a Asian
Black bitch say she mixed, what? Yeah, she Blasian
Kick in your door, woah, woah, we brought them K's in
Shawty on go, pass to bro, yeah, I'm not
You not celibate, put that on everything you got
You not celibate, put that on everything you got
Bitch, you not celibate, put that on everything you got
[Refrain]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah
[Verse 2]
5 take a trap, fourth of Sprite, then remix it (What the fuck?)
Pourin' up the drank every day, you not consistent (What the fuck?)
I pour up that drank every day, **** not consistent (What? What the fuck?)
I pour up that drank every day (What the fuck? Yeah, yeah)
Throw it in the air, hundreds (Yeah), I'ma make her dance for money (Yeah)
She suck the dick, got her crashin' out
They don't know what she doin', she just pass it out (Yeah)
You can't leave red-handed, I still run over them hoes you be askin' 'bout (Yeah)
Too much shit in my crib, can't fit it in a safe, where the fuck I'ma stash the guap? (Yeah)
Too much shit in my crib, he still stashin' out the shoebox (Yeah)
Everywhere I go, it's all eyes on me, like I'm Tupac (Yeah)
I'm ​xperiment, but your ho gon' flock when cartunez drop (Yeah)
Can't beef on the internet, these **** cartoon opps (Yeah)
Told the bitch, "I ain't into that," you can leave that to your other **** (Yeah)
I ain't stressin' 'bout the pussy, I want figures (Yeah)
Front page magazine, you can get your issue (Yeah)
I'll send you my location before I hit ya
[Refrain]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (What the fuck?)
Yeah, yeah (What the fuck?)
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 3]
Uh, four in the drank, I'ma pass out
Ride with the dually, my cash— uh
Ridin' in the dually, my cash out
Uh, hit that— uh, hit that jackpot
Come in your spot like, yeah, huh
My young **** with me, he mad hot
Something 'bout me, pop out mad bosses
Still goin' crazy, I ain't worried about it
Still goin' crazy, we ain't worried about it, still goin' crazy, we ain't worried
Still goin' crazy, we ain't worried, still goin' crazy, we ain't worried
Still goin' crazy, still goin' crazy, still goin' crazy, we ain't worried
Bitch, I'm fly like a bird (Yeah), I just gave him a 9 (Why?)
All of my bitches, they with me, uh, I'm 'bout to have a ménage (Fire)
Put 'em on the news
Put a lot of hoes on news real quick, I'm talkin' 'bout, "Ooh" (Yeah, yeah)
All these hoes, they pussy, they don't know what to do
YVL my set, yeah, trim set, you know this shit forever
My diamonds, yeah, Eliantte, baguette, baguette (Yeah)
I roll with 5's, yeah, more B's on my neck (Woah)
Serena, Venus, play with them racks, I'm on your neck
I can't get played, poppin' my shit with no regrets
Major league, Celine my jeans, I'm a vet'
I was born to bleed, y'all **** pussy, ah, yeah
What you see in me? Bitch, I'm a hustler, I don't care (Wow)
Pussy, money, weed, we havin' tons of it over here
It's omertà, G, they gon' have to kill me, put me in the chair
[Refrain]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (What the fuck?)
Yeah, yeah (What the fuck?)
Yeah, yeah
Written by: Johnny Peng, Jordan Carter, Kenyatta Frazier Jr.

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