WICHITA

Lyrics

Is she from the west side? Is she gon' ride? Is she from the east side with the four five? Is she from the west side? Is she gon' ride? Take it to the south side, baby no lie (no lie mother...) These bitches ain't got no swag for real B.B. Simon came in all black for real Ksubi Jeans with the new tags for real My strap is real and I'm back to kill I been feeling so high, I been alright Look at every sunshine like it's all mine Make you look at sunshine likе it's your time I think I'm a fun guy, call me Kawhi Necklacе shining like my drip Reckless pretty boy shit Breathless, I'm tryna hit a lick No Lexus, I wonder if it drifts Open up the fucking pit Yeah, I need murder in the streets Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom Wichita, wichita, BTK motherfucker Yeah we ball, yeah we ball, LBJ motherfucker We the law, we the law of L.A. motherfucker Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all, we don't play motherfucker yuh Holes in a motherfucker, we don't play, we don't play play Kill a motherfucker with the strap, ain't no going back We the rat pack with a Packzilla pack that We don't tap dance, no cap, fucker hold that Fuck twelve, motherfucker fuck twelve yuh I'm in the back of the whip and I'm straight pissing on myself yuh Fuck twelve, motherfucker fuck twelve yuh H.E. double hockey sticks, I'm taking 'em to hell yuh Shorty feeling my vibe yeah I'm just tryna get high tonight Bitches wanna hit my line yeah I ain't giving my time away yeah