mdma
Ken Carson Lyrics


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(Nah, he ain't, he's not even Teen X, fuck him)

Yeah, I've been sippin' way too much drank, I think I need a new kidney
Every time I see a soda, I gotta pour some, I keep hittin'
And every time your bitch see me roll up, she reminisce 'bout how I lick it
I'm not your mans, I'm not your bro, don't call my phone when it get sticky
I don't go nowhere, ayy, yeah, without my blicky
I don't got no opps out here, niggas just hate me, niggas just envy
When I was in school, I had to ask on my mama, now, she stay with Fendi
Remember I could not afford designer belts, now look at me, boy I got plenty
Balenci', Celine, Chanel
My shooter, he dressed in designer, he ready to kill
Put that lil' boy on a plate, he get ate like a meal
All of these niggas be fake like a BBL
But my bitch all real
Yeah, my bitch look like a model, ooh
He shot his shot but ain't follow through, ooh
Rick on my collar, ooh, ooh
This is not Prada, ooh, ooh
Yeah, she not a toddler, ooh, ooh
But I call her baby
She let me drive a lil' Benz, now me and my friends slide in a Mercedes
This a S550, nah, this not a Maybach, but yeah, it's the latest

I get money, I get racks, I get paid, bitch
Book a show, want a verse? Send a payment
If you try, you gon' die where you lay, bitch
None of my niggas won't miss, let you feel how that K hit
I don't know what's on my kicks but it looks like I stepped in gravy
Everybody rockin' all black, I wanna be different so I'm rockin' navy
Lil' boy, you should've signed to Opium, I laugh at that nigga, he slavin'
You ain't get no money, you ain't get no funds
I count that shit up and I'm savin'

I'm makin' ten, twelve, fifteen times whatever these niggas be makin'
These niggas got it fucked up and these niggas be lyin'
These niggas be cappin' on Instagram and Twitter
Fuck a Tweet, fuck a post, nigga
Talkin' 'bout racks, I get the most, nigga
Talkin' 'bout hoes, I fuck the most, nigga
I fuck on that bitch, then I'm goin' ghost
You know you gotta keep your friends close, but your enemies closer
That's why I walk with a Glock .43 on my holster
I put my bitch in Balenci', I told her to take off that Fashion Nova
And she got Givenchy striped boots on her feet, they come a lil' closer

Haha
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I put that ho in ALYX, yeah, then tell her, "Come closer," huh, yeah
She say that she feelin' me, yeah, she tell me, "Come over"
Yeah, got a freak, I'm finna hit right now as soon as we over
Yeah, and I got some ice on me right now, lil' shawty, I'm cold
Huh, huh, I can't leave my crib without my pole
Huh, huh, I can't leave the crib without my pole
Huh, yeah, I count up these racks for sure, for shit, for show
Yeah, huh, I get the racks for a show, then rock that show
Yeah, I just pop my shit, then pop that ho
Big bro still serving rocks, yeah, but please keep that on the low, yeah
Shawty, I'm a rockstar, my guitar got a scope
I'm rockin' all black and my cross upside down, I'm not the Pope
I'm smoking strong, I'm boolin' with this model ho and she love coke
I'm in Europe, shawty spent like twenty-five on a new coat
I'm gettin' paid, lil' shawty, I buy what I want up out that store
If they in my way, then I'ma up that stick and let it go
Huh, I been countin' up like too much cash, enough on my roll
Yeah, we been breakin' the dash, this SRT been huggin' the road
Huh, she just wanna come and fuck on the gang, that's for sure
Yeah, I just wanna put some pointers all in the chain, for sure

I get money, I get racks, I get paid, bitch
Book a show, want a verse? Send a payment
If you try, you gon' die where you lay, bitch
None of my niggas won't miss, let you feel how that K hit
I don't know what's on my kicks but it looks like I stepped in gravy
Everybody rockin' all black, I wanna be different so I'm rockin' navy




Lil' boy, you should've signed to Opium, I laugh at that nigga, he slavin'
You ain't get no money, you ain't get no funds, I count that shit up and I'm savin'

Overall Meaning

Ken Carson's Destroy Lonely's song, "MDMA," expresses the rapper's hedonistic lifestyle focused on material wealth, drugs, and women. The lyrics are filled with boasts of designer clothing, expensive cars, and weapons, creating a world of opulence and danger. The opening lines mention sipping on too much drank and possibly needing a new kidney, implying his reckless and lavish behavior that disregards the consequences. He also receives attention from women, who remember how he "licked it" in the past, but he makes it clear he is not interested in being anyone's friend during uncertain situations.


Throughout the song, he characterizes himself as a successful rapper with money, fame, and power. He stresses that he gets paid for his performances and verses and depicts violence as a solution to any threat, stating that none of his niggas will miss if they shoot their K (a type of gun). He dismisses other rappers' claims of wealth and women, exposing them as liars on social media platforms. The song ends with him boasting about his chain, his ability to accumulate cash, and his sexual conquests.


In summary, the song's lyrics and content show off a lifestyle of luxury, crime, and pleasure that defy moral and legal boundaries. It portrays how material wealth, status, and access to drugs and women provide a sense of power and invincibility. However, the song also reveals the dark and violent side of these indulgences, which serve as a reminder that they can lead to self-destruction and harm to others.


Line by Line Meaning

Nah, he ain't, he's not even Teen X, fuck him
He's not worth my time or attention.


Yeah, I've been sippin' way too much drank, I think I need a new kidney
I've been drinking too much and I need to stop before it damages my health.


Every time I see a soda, I gotta pour some, I keep hittin'
I have a drug addiction and I can't resist using it.


And every time your bitch see me roll up, she reminisce 'bout how I lick it
Your girlfriend is attracted to me and thinks about our past sexual encounters.


I'm not your mans, I'm not your bro, don't call my phone when it get sticky
Don't rely on me for help or support when you're in trouble.


I don't go nowhere, ayy, yeah, without my blicky
I always carry a gun with me for protection.


I don't got no opps out here, niggas just hate me, niggas just envy
I don't have any rivals in my area, just people who are jealous of my success.


When I was in school, I had to ask on my mama, now, she stay with Fendi
I used to struggle financially, but now I can afford luxury items for myself and my family.


Remember I could not afford designer belts, now look at me, boy I got plenty
I used to be poor, but now I have plenty of expensive accessories.


Balenci', Celine, Chanel
I own and wear high-end fashion brands.


My shooter, he dressed in designer, he ready to kill
My hired gun is wearing high-end clothing and is prepared to use violence if necessary.


Put that lil' boy on a plate, he get ate like a meal
I will easily defeat my opponent and make them look foolish.


All of these niggas be fake like a BBL
All of my rivals are fake and not to be trusted.


But my bitch all real
My girlfriend is authentic and true to herself.


Yeah, my bitch look like a model, ooh
My girlfriend is attractive and could be a model.


He shot his shot but ain't follow through, ooh
Someone tried to pursue me romantically but didn't follow through.


Rick on my collar, ooh, ooh
I have expensive jewelry on my clothing collar.


This is not Prada, ooh, ooh
My clothing is not from the brand Prada.


Yeah, she not a toddler, ooh, ooh / But I call her baby
My girlfriend is an adult, but I call her a pet name.


She let me drive a lil' Benz, now me and my friends slide in a Mercedes
My girlfriend lets me use her car, which is now upgraded to a Mercedes.


I get money, I get racks, I get paid, bitch / Book a show, want a verse? Send a payment
I earn a lot of money from shows and music, and require payment for collaborations.


If you try, you gon' die where you lay, bitch
If someone tries to attack me, I will defend myself and potentially kill them.


None of my niggas won't miss, let you feel how that K hit
None of my associates will miss when firing a gun, and you'll feel the impact.


I don't know what's on my kicks but it looks like I stepped in gravy
I have unknown substances on my shoes that resemble gravy.


Everybody rockin' all black, I wanna be different so I'm rockin' navy
Everyone is wearing black clothing, so I'm choosing to wear blue to stand out.


Lil' boy, you should've signed to Opium, I laugh at that nigga, he slavin'
You should have signed to my record label, and I am amused by your struggles with the competition.


You ain't get no money, you ain't get no funds / I count that shit up and I'm savin'
You are broke, I have money and am saving it.


I'm makin' ten, twelve, fifteen times whatever these niggas be makin'
I am making significantly more money than my rivals.


These niggas got it fucked up and these niggas be lyin'
My competition is delusional and dishonest.


These niggas be cappin' on Instagram and Twitter
My rivals exaggerate their success and lifestyle on social media.


Fuck a Tweet, fuck a post, nigga
I prioritize actions and results over online presence.


Talkin' 'bout racks, I get the most, nigga
I earn the most money out of anyone I know.


Talkin' 'bout hoes, I fuck the most, nigga / I fuck on that bitch, then I'm goin' ghost
I have sex with the most women and then quickly disappear.


You know you gotta keep your friends close, but your enemies closer / That's why I walk with a Glock .43 on my holster
I keep my enemies close to better understand and defeat them, and carry a gun for protection.


I put my bitch in Balenci', I told her to take off that Fashion Nova
I bought my girlfriend high-end clothing and told her to stop wearing cheap clothes from Fashion Nova.


And she got Givenchy striped boots on her feet, they come a lil' closer
My girlfriend is wearing expensive boots and is attracting attention.


I put that ho in ALYX, yeah, then tell her, "Come closer," huh, yeah
I dressed my girlfriend in designer clothing and invited her closer to me.


She say that she feelin' me, yeah, she tell me, "Come over"
My girlfriend is attracted to me and wants me to visit her.


Yeah, got a freak, I'm finna hit right now as soon as we over
I have a sexual partner that I plan on sleeping with immediately after finishing my current activity.


Yeah, and I got some ice on me right now, lil' shawty, I'm cold
I am wearing expensive jewelry and feel cool and confident.


Huh, huh, I can't leave my crib without my pole / Huh, huh, I can't leave the crib without my pole
I always carry a gun with me, even in my own home.


Yeah, I count up these racks for sure, for shit, for show / Yeah, huh, I get the racks for a show, then rock that show
I am very successful and profitable, and perform well at my shows.


Yeah, I just pop my shit, then pop that ho
I speak my mind and then have sex with whoever I want.


Big bro still serving rocks, yeah, but please keep that on the low, yeah
My older associate is still selling drugs, but please don't tell anyone.


Shawty, I'm a rockstar, my guitar got a scope
I am a successful musician and my gun has a scope.


I'm rockin' all black and my cross upside down, I'm not the Pope
I wear all black clothing and have an inverted cross, signifying that I am not a religious leader.


I'm smoking strong, I'm boolin' with this model ho and she love coke
I am smoking marijuana and hanging out with a woman who is a model and enjoys cocaine.


I'm in Europe, shawty spent like twenty-five on a new coat
I am currently in Europe and my girlfriend bought an expensive coat.


I'm gettin' paid, lil' shawty, I buy what I want up out that store
I have a lot of money and can buy whatever I want from stores.


If they in my way, then I'ma up that stick and let it go / Huh, I been countin' up like too much cash, enough on my roll
If someone tries to block or attack me, I will use my gun. I am very wealthy.


Yeah, we been breakin' the dash, this SRT been huggin' the road
I have been driving my SRT car very fast and aggressively.


Huh, she just wanna come and fuck on the gang, that's for sure
A woman wants to have sex with me and my associates.


Yeah, I just wanna put some pointers all in the chain, for sure
I want to add diamonds or gems to my jewelry.


You ain't get no money, you ain't get no funds, I count that shit up and I'm savin'
You are broke, but I am making plenty of money and saving it.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Anton Martin Mendo, Arman Andican, Bart van Hoewijk, Kenyatta Frazier Jr., Tobias Dekker

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tyger

good song

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@villainfromiowa

this would kill an oldhead

@antoniojpeg

one of the greatest songs of all time

@saikanungo2084

Every opium song would💀

@DJ0o

​@@saikanungo2084not really

@RafelJaggai

I put da hoe onna leash (yeh)
Then tell huh come closer (huh yeh)
She say dat she feelin me (yih)
She tell me come ovr (...yeh)

@DZD50

😂😂😂

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@emekuria

I was a alcoholic, abusive, and single father of 9 but as soon as I heard and watched this beautiful and exquisite piece of art I am flabbergasted. I am now a governor, astronaut, and a self-made millionaire. Thank you ken and destroy.

@lilfruitjes

Single dad of 9💀💀💀💀💀💀

@psyched.shelby5391

@@lilfruitjes lmfao bro is a menace

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