fake news (Explicit)
Ken Carson"fake news (Explicit)" is a song by Ken Carson, released in 2026 in the Pop genre. The song is 1:58 long and contains 62 lines and 446 words.
0:01(E in this motherfucker)
0:04I don't even like postin' no pics no more these niggas gon' pop what you pop
0:08Pop your own shit
0:12Bitch
0:13I tell a ho "Suck dick"
0:14Bitch badder than No David
0:16Pull out the racks already know she naked
0:18Lil' bitch so fire I done cooked bacon
0:20I fuck your bitch and make no payment
0:22I'm off the shits with your old lady
0:24Pimp a ho put her on Backpage
0:26Hit her delete her hit backspace
0:27Geeked up all week I been up for days
0:29Geeked up all week still ain't reach the peak
0:31Shut up you a bird bitch close your beak
0:33I need drugs don't need nothin' to eat
0:35Niggas throw rocks and then hit retreat
0:37Knocked out his socks with that .223
0:39My bitch don't know what to do with me
0:41D-I-E you commit truancy
0:43I can't let a ho ruin me
0:44I got big body like Santa
0:46Fly my bitch to the tropic from Tangier
0:48Niggas hate yeah they knock it
0:49But they cannot stop it X5 gon' keep runnin' bands up
0:52I'll show you how to pop it
0:53I'll make this ho drop it the driver wait when she land here
0:55I'll show you how to rock it
0:56Drop merch and then cop it designer designer fan gear
0:59(Young Vamp)
1:00Bitch it's cartunez not Disney
1:01Young Vamp on tour I turn up your city
1:03These niggas ain't fuckin' with me
1:05Ran up fire 'em in Rickys
1:07Let's fuck yeah she wanna lick me
1:09Catch up these niggas in last place
1:11A hundred K that's on a bad day
1:13Bitch I'm rich the trap spot even got a gate
1:15Talk your shit the AP cost ten Rollies
1:16Extra clip on me bitch I reload it
1:18Never shot at shit boy you just tote it
1:20Hit the road yeah I guess we just sole-switched
1:22Hit her right now she sayin' we soul-tied
1:24Yeah I'm on that Addies bitch my soul fried
1:26Bitch I'm so YVL I'm so 5
1:28She just snorted a Perc' she so high
1:30Oh that wasn't a Perc' she coked out
1:31No more drip you're sold out
1:33Ann Demeulemeester on my shoulders
1:35Kept my pants on like I'm a soldier
1:37And I stay in my bag like a folder
1:39All-black drip like Folgers
1:41For you I'd build a fortress
1:43I'm tired of this bitch I'm whore-sick
1:45Don't believe what you see baby
1:46Explore page she seeing me daily
1:48Explore page fake news
1:50I can't kick it with these fake dudes
1:52Blurred out the picture this ain't Facetune
1:54These bitches postin' these fake nudes
1:56Only gangster on the internet
1:58All of these niggas be fake goons
(E in this motherfucker) I don't even like postin' no pics no more these niggas gon' pop what you pop Pop your own shit Bitch I tell a ho "Suck dick" Bitch badder than No David Pull out the racks already know she naked Lil' bitch so fire I done cooked bacon I fuck your bitch and make no payment I'm off the shits with your old lady Pimp a ho put her on Backpage Hit her delete her hit backspace Geeked up all week I been up for days Geeked up all week still ain't reach the peak Shut up you a bird bitch close your beak I need drugs don't need nothin' to eat Niggas throw rocks and then hit retreat Knocked out his socks with that .223 My bitch don't know what to do with me D-I-E you commit truancy I can't let a ho ruin me I got big body like Santa Fly my bitch to the tropic from Tangier Niggas hate yeah they knock it But they cannot stop it X5 gon' keep runnin' bands up I'll show you how to pop it I'll make this ho drop it the driver wait when she land here I'll show you how to rock it Drop merch and then cop it designer designer fan gear (Young Vamp) Bitch it's cartunez not Disney Young Vamp on tour I turn up your city These niggas ain't fuckin' with me Ran up fire 'em in Rickys Let's fuck yeah she wanna lick me Catch up these niggas in last place A hundred K that's on a bad day Bitch I'm rich the trap spot even got a gate Talk your shit the AP cost ten Rollies Extra clip on me bitch I reload it Never shot at shit boy you just tote it Hit the road yeah I guess we just sole-switched Hit her right now she sayin' we soul-tied Yeah I'm on that Addies bitch my soul fried Bitch I'm so YVL I'm so 5 She just snorted a Perc' she so high Oh that wasn't a Perc' she coked out No more drip you're sold out Ann Demeulemeester on my shoulders Kept my pants on like I'm a soldier And I stay in my bag like a folder All-black drip like Folgers For you I'd build a fortress I'm tired of this bitch I'm whore-sick Don't believe what you see baby Explore page she seeing me daily Explore page fake news I can't kick it with these fake dudes Blurred out the picture this ain't Facetune These bitches postin' these fake nudes Only gangster on the internet All of these niggas be fake goons
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