LiveLeak Lyrics – Ken Carson

Read the full LiveLeak lyrics by Ken Carson along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Ken Carson’s music, you can also explore Diamonds and Dismantled, two other songs by Ken Carson.

[Part I]

[Chorus]
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

[Verse]
I don’t need no DJ to turn me up, lil’ b!tch, I got it
Pull out the coupe, no mileage (Huh)
Maybach truck, hydraulics (Huh-huh)

My b!tch do narcotics, yeah, my b!tch love them drügs
Rockstar ho, everybody say she weird, I’m tryna get next to her
I ain’t nothing like them other n!ggas, I’ma give the best to ya
Try to slide in that hooptie, you gon’ pull off in a stretcher, yeah
I don’t smoke no LooseLeaf, b!tch, this Grabba in my paper
My n!ggas push up all black, yeah, like Darth Vader
Mask up, b!tch, swing yo’ blick, do whatever to get that paper
My b!tch on whatever I’m on, she like Tomb Raider
Baguettes and pointer stones on, b!tch, I’m too paid
Got a b!tch who’ll fu*k whoever in this room, she tryna get laid
Yeah, she go both ways
I’m in this b!tch off Oxycontin
B!tch, I’m too rich, you can’t tell me nothing
Bodies drop just like a bail or something
Putting money on your head or tail
Flip a coin, it went straight in the air, went down the wishing well
You was gon’ die regardless, b!tch
Flip her, this a Jeff Hardy stick
Flip her, I’m fu*king a stripper
She want me to tip her, she know that I’m having, yeah
Know some n!ggas that’ll pull up, catch a body, then pull off laughing, yeah
The area, yeah, she got her ass in there
My bag, yeah, I got the cash in here
Swag, yeah, I’m freestyling this s*it
Make a O, I’m ’bout to jump in the pit

The bullets hot, yeah, you know how it get
Pu*sy shoulda made it ‘cross the fence
N!ggas be doing fake drügs, that ain’t no Percocet, boy, that’s Fent’
I’ma get rich without trying even if I get shot nine times like 50 Cent
I’m VL5 in this b!tch, she ’bout to ride on this d!ck
I’ve been off Earth, ain’t nobody liver than this
I’ve been off Earth, ain’t nobody liver than this
Ain’t nobody liver than this, ain’t nobody liver than this

[Chorus]
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

[Part II]

[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse]
All this money coming in and out like a bank
No Andrew Jackson’s, only Ben Franks
B!tch, I’m in the field like Call of Duty, tryna up my rank
Don’t matter what cologne you put on, my partner gon’ leave you stank
I’m on ten, my adrenaline pumping, yeah, just like crank
My diamonds punching, yeah, my diamonds punching, yeah, just like Tank
I’m way too high, she asking me to cum, huh, but I can’t
I’m fu*king on your b!tch, I’m going dumb
He thought she was a saint, but she not
V-A-M-P-I-R-E, I’m a vampire
V-A-M-P-I-R-E, yeah, I got this b!tch vamped out
She ain’t had no tattoos, now she got a tramp stamp, huh, with my name on it, yeah
That ain’t my b!tch if you ain’t see my chains on her
I trap and do deals, same line, same phone, yeah
Opium my gang, somebody call Tyrone, they tryna clone us
I’m from ATL, my name ring bells, from Zone 6 to Zone 1
I’m not Drake, I’m not Future, but I’m on one
They upped that Drac’, yeah, end his future, he thought he was on something
Shawty having cake