Should Listened lyrics

[Verse 1: Ken Carson]
Everyday I wake up, in a different mood
Hold on let me put on my jewels
Let me freshen up real quick
I’m bout to turn on my swag b*tch
This broke ass hoe can’t brag on sh*t
I’m bragging on my neck and wrist
Know my sh*t shine, know my sh*t glisten
She want Dior, Dior, Dior, Dior, but I’m no Christian
Balenciaga all on me or this Marni on me I just Chanel my vision
This chrome hearts on my wrist got n*ggas p*ssed
Now his b*tch missin’
Told you I’ll take your hoe, I’ll f*ck your b*tch
You shoulda listened
You shoulda listened
b*tch you shoulda listened
Lil b*tch you shoulda listened
Lil b*tch you shoulda listened

[Verse 2: Lil Tecca]
Cut her off I ain’t miss it, bad hoe still trickin’
I know these lil n*ggas they apprentice
When a broke n*gga try my name now that’s the only thing get me offended
sh*t we do everyday we be flexin’
Know your bae is not bad as my ex is
If you talking ‘bout money and lessons
Only get to my head if I let it
How much b*tches on me? I regret it
When a n*gga said f*ck it I meant it
Everything classified like it’s Ned’d
And my b*tches they bad with no edits
And your b*tches they came with no edges
Only talk if the money get sent in
[Verse 3: Destroy Lonely]
Only talk if the money get sent in
I got this bad ass b*tch and I put her on timeout call it detention
I’m in a fast ass whip lil boy you can’t even catch you a witness
I only rock the clearest diamonds b*tch they shine like Christmas
We in this b*tch getting way too geeked up bruh is you trying to hit this?
I swear I done crossed like every freak hoe off my hit list
I swear I done crossed every opp n*gga off my hit list
I ain’t got no time for that, I’m minding my business
Only got some time for racks, I’m minding my business
Said I already hit your thot down here, you shoulda listened
You a b*tch but you say you the top dawg, that don’t make no sense man
Why you n*ggas be all on Xbox we play with them sticks man

[Verse 4: Ken Carson]
We play with them sticks, ain’t talkin’ call of duty
He say he with the sh*ts, tell that boy to prove it
Got a new text from your b*tch this hoe just sent some nudes in
Said she wanna suck my di*k, said ok, then flew her in
One thing about these hoes they wanna f*ck on the young Carson Ken
Hit your b*tch she ain’t even know
I ain’t have no clout, ain’t have no money back then
But now I’m rockin’ shows and I’m lit, b*tch that money in
I’m sh*tting on the n*ggas that weren’t f*cking with me back then
Now I got power by the hour ain’t talkin’ no ratchet
My young n*gga tote that banger, he’ll knock you off to get his stain up
Look how the tables turned when I came up
The same money I’m flexin’ can be on your brain bruh
These n*ggas talk down when they bringing my name up
Just know when I see that lil boy yea it’s up