kansas Lyrics

kansas Lyrics

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(Oh no, oh)

Got the white on my chest, it's a powder, the smoke

Take a flight out the way, they can't see what I'm on

If you're next to me, then you down with the mob

And I'm by your side if you're right or you're wrong

If life what you thinking, my nigga, come on

Go make some shade then, my doggy, you won't

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 letting you go

You turned 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 out my car

I move like a demon, she pray for Allah

She ain't ever disloyal, she keeping her 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 5, 'bout to crash

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 I ain't got no chasers, no, no (No, no)

In the V12, racing, in the V12, racing, 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've been up all night, oh-oh

Hold on, hold on

Oh, oh, hold on

I got tight wrists, but shoot Craps on the block

I go as far as Kansas just to get me some cash

Oh, oh, hold on

I got tight wrists, but shoot Craps on the block

I go as far as Kansas just to get me some cash

Oh, oh, hold on

Got the white on my chest, it's a powder, the smoke

Take a flight out the way, they can't see what I'm on

If you're next to me, then you down with the mob

And I'm by your side if you're right or you're wrong

If life what you thinking, my nigga, come on

Go make some shade then, my doggy, you won't

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 letting you go

You turned 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 out my car

I move like a demon, she praying for Allah

She ain't ever disloyal, she keeping her spot