Kankan - High Tech lyrics
[Kankan - High Tech lyrics]
Ha, bro take your head off your shoulders
Ship a pack to Sarasota
It's time to slide, then load up
It's a lot of Wock' in my soda
Almost flipped the Beam over
Really rich, but I need more
Just like a kid, he broke
Just like a cig, he smoked
Bro keep a SIG, no joke
Get the pack gone, adios
12 make a nigga get low, ha
Like Danny, I'm finna go ghost
In the GLE truck too geeked sRT, all I know
I was finna just pour me a three
Ended up pourin' up four
Nigga, his pockets on E
That nigga lame and he broke
My niggas still in the streets
He snatchin' chains and bowls
My nigga been in the trap house with me
And he ain't even change his clothеs
Nigga, my crib too high-tech
Walk in this bitch, gotta type in the codе
I was too young for the Act', nigga, yeah
So I'm pourin' up Wok' in the soda
Got too much drank in this bitch
Nigga, if 12 walk in, yeah, then it's over
Yeah, I got too much cheese
Can't even remember the last
Time I been sober
My niggas shout out the cobra
Yeah we gon fly to Dakota
That nigga broke, he a poser
He just rich for the 'Gram, yeah, we know it
Put his ho on that cash, we was throwing it
Run through that money, we blowing it, ayy
That nigga, he an informant all these racks
Would've thought I was touring
Double R shit, yeah
Ship a pack to Sarasota
It's time to slide, then load up
It's a lot of Wock' in my soda
Almost flipped the Beam over
Really rich, but I need more
Just like a kid, he broke
Just like a cig, he smoked
Bro keep a SIG, no joke
Get the pack gone, adios
12 make a nigga get low, ha
Like Danny, I'm finna go ghost
In the GLE truck too geeked sRT, all I know
I was finna just pour me a three
Ended up pourin' up four
Nigga, his pockets on E
That nigga lame and he broke
My niggas still in the streets
He snatchin' chains and bowls
My nigga been in the trap house with me
And he ain't even change his clothеs
Nigga, my crib too high-tech
Walk in this bitch, gotta type in the codе
I was too young for the Act', nigga, yeah
So I'm pourin' up Wok' in the soda
Got too much drank in this bitch
Nigga, if 12 walk in, yeah, then it's over
Yeah, I got too much cheese
Can't even remember the last
Time I been sober
My niggas shout out the cobra
Yeah we gon fly to Dakota
That nigga broke, he a poser
He just rich for the 'Gram, yeah, we know it
Put his ho on that cash, we was throwing it
Run through that money, we blowing it, ayy
That nigga, he an informant all these racks
Would've thought I was touring
Double R shit, yeah