Ken Carson – Me N My Kup Lyrics

Album on A Great Chaos

[Intro]
(8-808)
Nigga ain’t ever play with me, I’m on some other shit, like
Some whole other shit, like
(Star made the beat, I just took it out the oven)

[Chorus]
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
It’s just me and my cup in this bitch
DRKSHDW all on my Rick
VVS all on my wrist
I bought an Uzi today and it’s already hot, it ain’t come with a cooling kit
She ain’t fuck with me back then, but wanna fuck with me now, huh, I’m cool, lil’ bitch
Huh, let’s go hit a lick
Huh, let’s go do a drill
I heard he got a mill’ in his crib, and he stay up the hill (8-808)
We don’t give a fuck who you is, we don’t give a fuck how you feel
We don’t give a fuck how you feel, we don’t give no fucks

[Verse]
I copped a Mercedes and it’s a AMG, I’m ridin’ a G-Wagon Truck
I just might go buy the SVJ, ‘cause I like how the doors go up
My boy, he be catchin’ them bodies, he catchin’ them bodies, I’m watching the scores go up
Your gang probably caught a few bodies, but I ain’t worried about it, ’cause we droppin’ more than them
Step on shit like Timbs, pull up with a FN Five-seveN, that bitch take off limbs
I just popped a private jet, G6, I’m ’bout to take off, yeah
They like, “Hold up, hold up, hold up, you ’bout to take off right here?”
I’m ’bout to take off, yeah
Niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me when it come to swag, huh, I’m passin’ it out
Shawty ain’t got no respect when it come to that ass, huh, she passin’ it out
I be VET-VET-VETEMENTS from head to toe, even the socks
I got every Balenciaga boots, except for the Crocs
Rick Owens all over my, Rick Owens all over me
Maison Francis cologne got this ho all over me
I pulled up to my show, rock out this bitch, then I leave
I don’t fuck with these niggas like they got a disease
Trapper rapper, huh, huh, I got what you need
I got this bitch, her name Chanel, and now she rockin’ double C
I got that bitch named Gabriela and now she rockin’ double G
I took my other bitch to Louis Vuitton and bought everything, yeah, yeah
If it’s up then it’s stuck, leave it in the air
Missionary, her legs up, I got them in the air
This bitch a freak, this bitch let me fuck her anywhere
Shawty whip it out in front of my partner, she don’t even care
I’m elite with these hoes
I’ll put a bitch in her place, I’ll tell a bitch where to go
If I tell that lil’ bitch to dance, she gon’ tango
If I tell her to paint me a picture, she gon’ Van Gogh
She insane with that throat, she insane with it
I told her she ain’t insane if she don’t let the gang hit
I pass her to the gang, yeah, just like James, nigga
I be killin’ that pussy, I’m killin’ that pussy, feel like John Wayne, nigga
He was talkin’ that, huh, and all he heard was a bang, nigga
Give a fuck who you fuck with, long as you don’t fuck with my gang, nigga
Give a fuck who you fuck with, long as you don’t fuck with my gang, nigga

[Chorus]
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
It’s just me and my cup in this bitch
DRKSHDW all on my Rick
VVS all on my wrist
I bought an Uzi today, and it’s already hot, it ain’t come with a cooling kit
She ain’t fuck with me back then, but wanna fuck with me now, huh, I’m cool, lil’ bitch
Huh, let’s go hit a lick
Huh, let’s go do a drill
I heard he got a mill’ in his crib, and he stay up the hill (8-808)
We don’t give a fuck who you is, we don’t give a fuck how you feel
We don’t give a fuck how you feel, we don’t give no fucks