kansas

Lyrics
[Intro] (Ready?) Oh, no, oh [Chorus] Got a weight on my chest, it's a pound of the smoke Take a flight out the way, they can't see what I'm on If you next to me, then you down with the mob And I'm by your side if you're right or you're wrong Life what you make it, my nigga, come on Go make somethin' shake then, my doggy, you on This is my trap, you can get what you want My closet look just like the back of the store If you turn your back, then I'm lettin' you go You turn to a rat, I'ma send you back home You reach for this chain, I'ma send you to God Black out my windows, can't see in my car I move like a demon, she pray for Allah She ain't ever disloyal, she keepin' hеr spot [Verse 1] Ain't no rehab for this, I'm addicted to guap Murakami, LV, it's filled up with thеm knots Stay on top of the fashion when it drop I wipe my diamonds like they at the mosque Hop out the Track', yes, I'm back in the penthouse Hop on the stage, all my fans, yeah, they mosh I got tight wrists, but shoot craps on the block I go as far as Kansas just to get me some cash I was backseat with the fire 'bout to crash Now it's five M's on a brand-new Patek I been outside with some shades, no mask I blow her mind, got my mind on the bag (Mind on the bag) [Bridge] Baby, baby, baby, baby, yeah, you know (Yeah, you know) I got chains for you, I got cash for you, yeah, for sure (Yeah, for sure) Baby, baby, baby, baby, where you goin'? (Where you goin'?) I got drank for me, but ain't got no chasers, no, no (No, no) [Verse 2] In the V12 racin', in the V12 racin', hold on And my lifestyle brazy, and my lifestyle brazy, hold on She gon' ride it right, she gon' ride it light, oh, woah Pop a pink one right, you been up all night, oh, oh Hold on, hold on [Bridge] I got tight wrists, but shoot craps on the block I go as far as Kansas just to get me some cash Hold on, hold on I got tight wrists, but shoot craps on the block I go as far as Kansas just to get me some cash Hold on [Chorus] Got a weight on my chest, it's a pound of the smoke Take a flight out the way, they can't see what I'm on If you next to me, then you down with the mob And I'm by your side if you're right or you're wrong Life what you make it, my nigga, come on Go make somethin' shake then, my doggy, you on This is my trap, you can get what you want My closet look just like the back of the store If you turn your back, then I'm lettin' you go You turn to a rat, I'ma send you back home You reach for this chain, I'ma send you to God Black out my windows, can't see in my car I move like a demon, she pray for Allah She ain't ever disloyal, she keepin' her spot
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Credits
- Writers
- Destroy Lonely
- Cxdy
- BBS
- icedmn
- Branden Akinyele