Kofi’s latest album Tripolar offers a glimpse at what life is like for Kofi and how certain relationships have helped shape his outlook on life. On this song he raps about his friends, girls and family.
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yaaah
Kaaa
Uuuuhuhuuuhu
[Chorus]
JFK to LAX
I ain't even know the price (I ain't even know the price)
Keep it kosher suit and vest (Keep it suit and vest)
Cause I got ties (Lot a ties, lot a ties)
Mama taught me not to bet (Not to bet)
I still roll the dice (I should roll up with the dice)
Bad bitch in my texts (She in my texts, yeah)
Cause I got ties
[Verse 1]
And I
Still crazy how I slide in the room
I'm a east coast nigga I reside in my trues
Like the, block dirty gotta ride with a crew
Imma, go get her, imma slide with the few like
Don't lie keep it Y, keep it G (Yeah)
I don't trust a lot these niggas lying to me (Oh yeah)
All these broke niggas want time outta me (Oh nah)
All you broke women want a dime outta me like damn
Ain't no X and O's
My new girl a dime, piece, my old ex a hoe like woah, yeah
Yes my heart is cold
But why you so suprised, you know I come frome the North side
[Chorus]
JFK to LAX
I ain't even know the price (I ain't even know the price)
Keep it kosher suit and vest (Keep it suit and vest)
Cause I got ties (Lot a ties, lot a ties)
Mama taught me not to bet (Told me not to bet)
I still roll the dice (Roll the dice, roll the dice )
Bad bitch in my texts (She in my texts, she in my texts)
Cause I got ties
[Verse 2]
I told her to fly
U fuck with me, why (Why)
Back when I was broke u wouldn't look me in the eyes
Now you pop em like a suprise (Why)
Now you have a guy (Cool)
I should go expose you for creeping
But I ain't no rat so i rather die
I just wanna flex with a boss bitch
If she bout that neck I'm off it, she lost this
I just want a shordie that I hold down like Offset
She do the same thing as me
We have the same office, haaa
I don't need no Uck ting
I come from Scarborough side where we put guap above tings
East end girls they crazy
But these Cali girls disgusting
Til I get my mom a Tesla
Hah
I don't need no loving
I from Scarborough side
Yeah and all my niggas down to ride, uh, yeaaah
Yeah like
[Chorus]
JFK to LAX (Get it outta here)
I ain't even know the price (No, no, nooo)
Keep it kosher suit and vest (Suit and vest)
Cause I got ties (Lot a ties, lot a ties)
Mama taught me not to bet (Aye yeah)
I still roll the dice (Roll up with the dice)
Bad bitch in my texts (In my taste)
Cause I got ties
[Outro]
Cause I got ties
Cause I got ties