[Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.]
'Lac, 'Lac, 'Lac, 'Lac, 'Lac, slammin' the doors in the—
Pull up with hoes in the—diamond in the back, they chosen, uh, posted up
Pourin' up, be it the sticky-icky got you rollin' up
Hold it up, be a soldier don't be closin' up, open your mind
(Open your mind, open your—open your mind)
Open your mind (Open your mind, open your—open your mind)
Open your mind (Open your mind, open your—open your mind)
Open your mind—this could be the day; you don't know the road, I could show the way
[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]
Young candy cut throat still slammin' doors
Pull up with your ho on the low low
In my ride, super clean if you didn't know
Niggas hate but it's cool cause they too slow
Move, smooth, gotta get to it
Ain't nobody gonna stop me, nah
I got a big backseat for a super freak
Tell them mothafuckas it's goin' down
Back road, a shortcut the lane
Fuck the law, they can't stop the bang
Cut the double cup of purple rain
Tell them fuck critics I'll never change
Young K.R., I.T. my niggas say
Gotta keep a dash closed with the .44
Cause them jackas rob 'round here every day
So I chill, for the bills, diamonds against the wheel
Pressin' the buttons while clucky bust-its peep how I live
Goin' in for the kill
Champagne poppin' daily
No petty numbers, shipes
Fuck 'em, just tell 'em "pay me" fosho
Hoes love it, niggas know it, 'bout time
Ride clean, like a billion suns, they can't stop my shine
Tell 'em one more 'gain for that 2000 beyond
That king shit, I be on, tell a bitch nigga to be gone
Cause my
'Lac, 'Lac, 'Lac, 'Lac, 'Lac, slammin' the doors in the—
Pull up with hoes in the—diamond in the back, they chosen, uh, posted up
Pourin' up, be it the sticky-icky got you rollin' up
Hold it up, be a soldier don't be closin' up, open your mind
(Open your mind, open your—open your mind)
Open your mind (Open your mind, open your—open your mind)
Open your mind (Open your mind, open your—open your mind)
Open your mind—this could be the day; you don't know the road, I could show the way
[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]
Young candy cut throat still slammin' doors
Pull up with your ho on the low low
In my ride, super clean if you didn't know
Niggas hate but it's cool cause they too slow
Move, smooth, gotta get to it
Ain't nobody gonna stop me, nah
I got a big backseat for a super freak
Tell them mothafuckas it's goin' down
Back road, a shortcut the lane
Fuck the law, they can't stop the bang
Cut the double cup of purple rain
Tell them fuck critics I'll never change
Young K.R., I.T. my niggas say
Gotta keep a dash closed with the .44
Cause them jackas rob 'round here every day
So I chill, for the bills, diamonds against the wheel
Pressin' the buttons while clucky bust-its peep how I live
Goin' in for the kill
Champagne poppin' daily
No petty numbers, shipes
Fuck 'em, just tell 'em "pay me" fosho
Hoes love it, niggas know it, 'bout time
Ride clean, like a billion suns, they can't stop my shine
Tell 'em one more 'gain for that 2000 beyond
That king shit, I be on, tell a bitch nigga to be gone
Cause my
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