Ken Carson – wedidit Lyrics
wedidit Lyrics by Ken Carson Huh, Glock, ten mill’, get ’em Stick, ARP, hit ’em Swap the hoes out, I did ’em Swap the clothes out, I did ’em Raf
Artist
Ken Carson, born in 2000, is an American rapper, singer, songwriter, and record producer. Music blends Southern hip-hop, trap, rage, and cloud rap. Carson records for Opium and Interscope Records.
Songs
Ken Carson – wedidit Lyrics
Ken Carson – addiction Lyrics
Ken Carson – knocking Lyrics
Ken Carson – flamethrower Lyrics
Ken Carson – amnesia Lyrics
Ken Carson – amandabynes Lyrics
Ken Carson – shopping Lyrics
Ken Carson – somanybags Lyrics
Ken Carson – fw00 Lyrics
Ken Carson – possession Lyrics
Ken Carson – drug kit Lyrics
Ken Carson – ghost Lyrics
Ken Carson – interlude Lyrics
Ken Carson – the ritual Lyrics
Ken Carson – outofmybody Lyrics
Ken Carson – truth Lyrics
Ken Carson – edm Lyrics
Ken Carson – wrist Lyrics
Ken Carson – gynecologist Lyrics
Ken Carson – shadeson Lyrics
wedidit Lyrics by Ken Carson Huh, Glock, ten mill’, get ’em Stick, ARP, hit ’em Swap the hoes out, I did ’em Swap the clothes out, I did ’em Raf
addiction Lyrics by Ken Carson Woah, woah I got somethin’ for these niggas (Woah) I got somethin’ for these hoes (Woah) Fuck the internet, I know my pole never see
knocking Lyrics by Ken Carson Huh, I’m knockin’ at your door, woah, let me in Been with the same since day one, I ain’t got no new friends If you
flamethrower Lyrics by Ken Carson I’m a flamethrower, let your body boil, throw you in the soil Pour an eight, let it drop, it look like car oil Can’t believe
amnesia Lyrics by Ken Carson I got amnesia, I forgot about all the times that I seen ya You said I wasn’t there for you while I’m outside, what do
amandabynes Lyrics by Ken Carson She think she all that, Amanda Bynes Copped a yellow pineapple Fanta just to pour these lines I ain’t fall in love with your figure,
shopping Lyrics by Ken Carson (Feat. Destroy Lonely) I wanna go shopping with these hoes Shopping with these hoes (Yeah) Shopping with these hoes Shopping with these hoes Shopping with
somanybags Lyrics by Ken Carson So many bags (Woah) So many bags (Woah), so many bags (Woah, woah) So many bags (Woah), so many bags (Woah, woah) So many mags
fw00 Lyrics by Ken Carson (Yo badman, let’s get it) (AM) (Hehe) Huh, huh, huh, huh Huh-huh-huh, huh, huh Huh-huh-huh, huh, huh (Woah, woah) I been poppin’ my shit, you
possession Lyrics by Ken Carson (Wake up, F1LTHY) Rake that money likes leaves, Rake that money likes leaves (Niggas can’t tell me nothing) Rake that money likes leaves Rake that
drug kit Lyrics by Ken Carson (Feat. Young Thug) Yeah, yeah, this how I get when them drugs hit (How I get) X week, drank, that’s a drug kit (Drug
ghost Lyrics by Ken Carson Yeah, switch up my flow like I switch up these hoes I done fuck on that bitch, then I pass her to bro Had to
interlude Lyrics by Ken Carson Too high, I’m in the stars, baby (Outtatown) Late night, it’s just you and me ridin’ ’round in foreign cars, baby Clear your schedule, I
the ritual Lyrics by Ken Carson (Ein in this motherfucker) (Yeah, you know it) You know I’ve been doin’ this shit for life (YVL) Ridin’ in this motherfucker, lettin’ you
outofmybody Lyrics by Ken Carson Mm, I’m out of my body, I’m out of my motherfuckin’ body I’m out of my body, ah, yeah ‘Ooters on ‘ooters, they ready too
truth Lyrics by Ken Carson Just tellin’ the truth (Hehe), uh Just tellin’ the truth (Art Dealer), uh, uh-uh Just tellin’ the truth, uh Just tellin’ the truth, uh-uh Just
edm Lyrics by Ken Carson (Crash dummy, goin’ retarded, spendin’ cash money) Huh-huh, huh, I’ll put your face on a pendant Ain’t see her face in a minute, I don’t
wrist Lyrics by Ken Carson (8-808) (What the fuck) Show me your wrist (Show ’em) Show me your wrist (Show ’em, show ’em, show ’em) Show me your wrist (Show
gynecologist Lyrics by Ken Carson This stick make you scatter like roaches (Push) Roll up a opp, smoke this (Push) Hand me the Glock, tote this (Push) She act like
shadeson Lyrics by Ken Carson (Feat. 2hollis) Woah, shades on, I’m too geeked All I see is smoke, these niggas don’t want no beef Diamonds on my t— diamonds on