BBY GOYARD - Not In Kansas Anymore lyrics

Not in Kansas Anymore, check the Fendi bag
Hehe fuck it, you know I'm like that
Pinot grigio numba (n) ine smokin on a price tag
Hehe fuck it,  you know I'm like that

She said can you come again, yea copy that
Hehe copy that ay
I like that flip shit, that slipman
Quicker than an autograph
Yea, way more quick

I ain't poppin this much it sting
Needy girl fell in love with a trink
2 Glocks at the same time jeans
Different suit's? Like the one thats blue
That's true

If I'm lying I'm dying
But I ain't dying for you
Exotic pack smell like old rotty shoes
Stinkin up my dogs like the old yeller do
Dirty shoe, got a bag of lukey luke
Might convince Shannon
I hope it doesn't get the best view

Not in Kansas Anymore, check the Fendi bag
Hehe fuck it, you know I'm like that
Pinot grigio, numba
(n) ine smokin on a price tag
Hehe fuck it, you know I'm like that

Not in Kansas Anymore, check the Fendi bag
Hehe fuck it, you know I'm like that
Pinot grigio numba
(n) ine smokin on a price tag
Hehe fuck it, you know I'm like that