9 bitches Lyrics – Ken Carson

[Intro: Ken Carson]
(8-808)
Homixide s*it, 5 s*it, YVL s*it, Young Vamp s*it, all that

[Chorus: Ken Carson]
And I got nine b!tches
N!gga talk down on the O, we gon’ put nine stitches
ARP on me bold, I’ve been Bryant with it
Pu*sy b!tch, know you a ho, Nine Vicious
Who gon’ slime this? I’m ready to slime something
This b!tch a fine bum, I wouldn’t give this ho a crumb
I’m at your mammy house, these n!ggas lacking

You can ask your ho ’bout this, she already know what’s bracking

[Verse 1: Ken Carson]
Boy, you sugar sweet, honey tea
Pop it on the internet, we gon’ leave that boy on the concret
on’ pull up by myself, these n!ggas be four deep
My racks way taller than y’all, these n!ggas be four feet
Bro ain’t even tote no 9’s
FN, Five-seveN, you can’t slime a slime
And that white b!tch you got, yeah, got a Megamind
She got a stupid head, done left her face red
I’m at your mama house like Tezzus said

[Verse 2: ApolloRed1]
I’m in a Benz sliding with it
Catch him on a jet, he dying, n!gga (Haha)
If you protect that b!tch, when I see that b!tch, I’ma hit that b!tch with that drum (Drum)
And your ho really wanna be YVL, tell that ho come with us
You can call Marlon when you ’em tell that n!gga that his daughter with might be sus
I got the stick in the back, n!gga, trust
Y’all lil’ n!ggas ain’t fu*king with us
And I have sticks when I’m taking this bus
Finna call Lola and take her to brunch
I got my twin, fu*king black truck, he left his keys on the seat
Osama had got through that gate, he was all at your spot, you better be quick on your feet (Say that)

Fu*k a FN (Say, Red), huh, Gen5, Gen5, stick
Fu-fu*k a FN, huh, double-O, YVL business
Opm Babi, he up M’s, you can go ‘head keep that s*it
And I’m with (??), he say better back up, ‘fore you get hit with this switch
Huh, you ain’t nothing, got a FN, n!gga, for nothing (Yeah, yeah)
Huh, huh, you ain’t nothing, got a FN, n!gga, for nothing (Pu*sy-ass n!gga)
See a FN, n!gga, bust a FN
He get back, hop out, hit
I’m in the back, I’m off Tris
I’m from the West, still in the 6

[Chorus: Ken Carson]
And I got nine b!tches
N!gga talk down on the O, we gon’ put nine stitches
ARP on me bold, I’ve been Bryant with it
Pu*sy b!tch, know you a ho, Nine Vicious
Who gon’ slime this? I’m ready to slime something
This b!tch a fine bum, I wouldn’t give this ho a crumb
I’m at your mammy house, these n!ggas lacking
You can ask your ho ’bout this, she already know what’s bracking