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letra de kansas pt2 - ypcrayyy

[intro]

[ypc rayyy]
wanna go to kansas?
that b-tch, wanna go to kansas
see i, took that hoe to kansas
grah

[verse 1]
i took her to kansas, b-tch wanna go back
bring a friend for my mans, lemme load up the @
that boy just like ricky, send shots at his back
.556 ain’t no coming from that
big ass drac’, ain’t no running from that
3 hundred blackout, with a stock on the back
bookbag full of weed, bout’ a pound on my back
gotta move, shots everywhere, got opps on my back
i guess, ruger 5.7, bullet rip thru his chest
i thought he was a soldier, he had on a vest
all the old heads out the hood, say that im next
living life like checkers, just gotta play chess
on the block with my birds, we be chillin’ in the nest
posted up on the thot, with a glock in my bag
lil b-tch a bop, leave her ass in the past
[?] , i run out of gas
i go on a chase, and im hitting the gas
gotta slow down, can’t move to fast
these n-ggas be snitches & snakes [?]
[?]
it’s time to go spin, tryna catch me a brain
[verse 2]
money color, blue and pink
“n-gga, who you spinnin’ for?”, b-tch im spinnin’ for big 3
caught me a main opp, left blood on the leaves
b-tch say her knees hurt, had the b-tch on her knees
everbody wanna tap-in, step wit the 3
i step by my self, ain’t n0body ain’t step with me

[verse 1 again]
i took her to kansas, b-tch wanna go back
bring a friend for my mans, lemme load up the @
that boy just like ricky, send shots at his back
.556 ain’t no coming from that
big ass drac’, ain’t no running from that
3 hundred blackout, with a stock on the back
bookbag full of weed, bout’ a pound on my back
gotta move, shots everywhere, got opps on my back
i guess

[outro]
-music in background-

- ypcrayyy

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