​barbieKen;;,,, lyrics

[Intro]
One, two, three
Yeah, uh-uh huh, yeah

[Chorus]
Just went to Margiela, whole fit Margiela
Hol' on, what am I doing in here?
Bout 10 missed calls from your b*tch number on my phone, boy what is you doin' to her?
I really don't need yo' help, I'll do it alone, that's how I get through it, I guess
I love you, but I think it's best you leave me alone and grow up separately
Barbie Ken wit' my b*tch, together we perfect
He pretend he not a b*tch, he better dead
Barbie kill yo' brotha-nem, we finna' burn em'
We'll turn that boy into Stanley, flatten him

[Verse]
You'll think its a magic trick, how I get the 10 ball back rapidly
Too late, the match is lit, we'll turn his crib to catastrophe
I'm not gettin' past that sh*t, we catch that boy, then we wrappin' 'im
You betta' run fast as sh*t before big bro empty the magazine
Spill my cup on these jeans, double the value
Whole gang walked in wit' them things, boy, what's happenin'?
Not sayin' a God damn thing, I'on know what happened
Every time you say my name you take me back
Just one month we had together, we can't go back to that
I done went make me a bankroll, faces, countin' 'em back-to-back-to-back
I been stuck in my ways, evadin' talks about what's happenin' next
What's happenin'? (Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh)
[Chorus]
Just went to Margiela, whole fit Margiela
Hol' on, what am I doing in here?
Bout 10 missed calls from your b*tch number on my phone, boy what is you doin' to her?
I really don't need yo' help, I'll do it alone, that's how I get through it, I guess
I love you, but I think it's best we do it alone and grow up separately
Barbie Ken wit' my b*tch, together we perfect
He pretend he not a b*tch, he better dead
Barbie kill yo' brotha-nem, we finna' burn em'
We'll turn that boy into Stanley, flatten him

[Outro]
Alone, that's how I get through it, I guess
I love you, but I think it's best you leave me alone and grow up separately
Barbie Ken wit' my b*tch, together we perfect