Roxy reynolds Lyrics – Ken Carson

[Intro: Ken Carson]
(00, twin, 5, twin, I’m YVL, twin)

[Verse 1: Ken Carson]
I need thick s*it, Roxy Reynolds
(I need thick s*it)
Got a porn star, she a s*x symbol (Porn, porn)
YVL, you not the next member (YVL)
I’ve been rolling off X, timber x (, oh yeah)
I’m the blueprint, this a new render, yeah
I’m ’bout to eat it up, she on a plate (Ha)
I’m going off, take

Switch the exhaust, intake
Pu*sy wan’ link, I know you gon’ flake
Everything heavy, push major weight
She not difficult, ’cause she easy, bae
She not difficult, ’cause she easy to hit (Huh)
I’m throwing up B’s, rely on this s*it
The clothes wear you, I own the fit
Just poured up a four, camе with a switch
She wanna wrestle, but I’m not Miz
Pill in my drank, look at it fizz
I do not dancе, I’m not a fish
Used to watch Mia Khalifa, not Wiz, woah
In this b!tch with Lone, yeah, we just poured up (Top Floor)
I’m dozing off, had to tell her to crack , yeah, I rosed up
Can tell like you like, that’s why how she frozed up
These n!ggas be hoes, yeah (Monster, Young Vamp Life)

[Verse 2: Destroy Lonely & Ken Carson]
This s*it get scary like the month after September (B!tch)
Came out the mud, pouring mud with my n!ggas (Sipping)
I’m ’bout my paper, diamond rocks, my b!tches scissor
I’m tryna fit a whole damn pint in a two liter
My ho too bad, she like to wrestle, call her Lita (Say 5)
She bad and Spanish, whip a Rolls Royce, call her Rita, yeah
I’m smoking Colorado (Smoking Colorado)

I’m in Atlanta, ’bout to take a b!tch to The Prado
I gave her hammer, now she want me pay her car note (What else?)
I got more spots than Winnie Harlow (Having spots)
I got more spots than Winnie Harlow
Racks fit the denim, racks stuffed in ’em, these cargo (Wh-wh-what?)
Racks all on her, she a baddie, huh, I-I know
Percocet got me itching, yeah, I’m glitching, I need hydro (Hydro)
Hermès for my b!tches, don’t get it twisted, this not Alo (Alo)
Saint Laurent Don, my b!tch blonde like 2hollis, yeah
Pull up, Rick Owens make a b!tch holler
Meet her at the hotel, all she know is swallow (Suck me, yeah)
Going Gucci fur, real popping my collar
Just left the Gucci show, I’m fu*king a Gucci model (Oh, yeah, yeah)
Just hit a Gucci ho built like a water bottle
How can I not lead when I’m the one these n!ggas follow? (What?)
How can I not lead when I’m the one these n!ggas follow?
How can I not eat when all my n!ggas gotta—? (What the fu*k?)
Hit ’em in the face with blick, I need that wallet (Yeah, what the fu*k?)
Geeked up off them drügs, I’m on autopilot (Yeah, what the fu*k? Yeah)