“Fake news” by Ken Carson explores the blurred line between reality and online image. Over an aggressive, chaotic rap backdrop, Carson dismisses fake personas, edited pictures, internet tough talk, and superficial relationships. The track mixes braggadocio, distrust, fashion, excess, and digital-era cynicism, reflecting his rebellious Opium aesthetic and confrontational style.
fake news Lyrics
[Intro]
(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
[Verse]
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 mе
I got big body like Santa
Fly my bitch to the tropic from Tangier
Niggas hatе, 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
Video of fake news Lyrics – Ken Carson
Song Credits
- Song Name :– fake news
- Singer Name :– Ken Carson
- Producer:- 1kyl & Einthismf
- Album:- xperiment – cartunez
- Release Date :– August 27, 2026
