[Intro: Playboi Carti]

(SK-K-K-SKY)

[Intro: Ken Carson]

G-G-Got my pants fallin', hundred racks in my britches, huh

Got my pants fallin', these racks in my britches, yuh

Got my pants fallin', these racks in my britches, yuh

They got my pants fallin'

[Verse 1: Ken Carson]

Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

I'm four pockets full, but I'm not Lil Baby

Fuck that bitch, off the X pill, she thought I was gon' save her

I put Forgiato's on the wheels of my new Mercedes

I'll pull up to yo' moshpit for a hundred K

I beat the trap out like an 808

I beat your pack out like an 808

I beat her back out like an 808, yeah, yeah

[Bridge: Ken Carson]

And it's over

Yeah, it's over, yeah, it's over, yeah, it's over

Yeah, it's over, yeah, it's over, yeah, it's ovеr

Yeah, it's over, yeah, it's ovеr, yeah, it's over

Yeah, it's over, yeah, it's over, no cap, yeah

[Verse 2: Yeat]

Ahh (Uh, oh), they know everything I ate (Yeah)

Used to eat them noodles, now I'm eating shrimp and steak (Foreally)

How the hell you fell in love? Bitch, this ain't even the first date (Yeah, what?)

Said she wanna have kids, bitch, get 'em off your face (Yeah)

That pussy boy was lackin', shit we got 'em on the race (How the fuck? Yeah)

I don't really even be trying, but I end up in first place (Yeah)

I be stepping in this bitch, like I'm the one who own this place (Yeah, yeah)

Every morning take a Tesla, bitch, I live in outer space (Yeah-yeah)

And that ain't what you heard from us (Ahh), they seen that Yeat come from nothing, blow up like I'm Osama (Ooh)

My closet used to be Old Navy, now it's all designer (Yeah)

I got M's in my pocket, bitch you can't even find 'em (Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh)

[Bridge: Ken Carson]

Yeah, it's over, yeah, it's over, yeah, it's over

Yeah, it's over, yeah, it's over, yeah, it's over

Yeah, it's over, yeah, it's over, yeah, it's over

Yeah, it's over, yeah, it's over, yeah, it’s over, no cap, yeah

[Verse 3: Ken Carson]

I just switched the color of my hair

Blonde shit, I got this blonde bitch tryna suck me

She go blonde, she goin' dumb, yeah, this bitch goin' Legally Blonde, yeah

We bluntin', we havin' fun, yeah

I'm 'boutta pass her to my bro, yuh

I unfold the Kel-Tec and it'll fold ya

I'm dressed in all black, yeah, just like Folgers

I'm a real rockstar, these niggas be posers

I crack the seal of Wock', and pour the eighth in the soda

[Outro: Ken Carson & Playboi Carti]

And it's over

Yeah, it's over, yeah, it's over, yeah, it's over

Yeah, it's over, yeah, it's over, yeah, it's over

Yeah, it's over, yeah, it's over, yeah, it's over

No cap, yeah (SK-K-KY)