kansas

Original

(Ready?)

Oh, no, oh

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

Ain't no rehab for this, I'm addicted to guap

Murakami, LV, it's filled up with them 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)

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)

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, whoa

Pop a pink one right, you been up all night, oh, oh

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, 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

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 (keepin' her spot)