Mlk lyrics

[Intro]
I keep a stick on me when I'm cookin'
Hop out the whip, got these n*ggas lookin'
These n*ggas see me, then they bookin'
AR-15 knock him off his footin'
If he dodge a .50, n*gga, you the G.O.A.T
I pop a n*gga in a bubble coat
Heat to his head, n*gga, now he woke
I keep a stick, n*gga, where's my cloak?
I feel like Travis (What)
Shoot a n*gga then I'm finna emote
He say he outside, n*gga, like we know—
D-D-D-DJ BANNED
What, what I say? (D-D-D-DJ OB1)
What I say gang?

[Verse 1]
These n*ggas be chicken, they pockets be little (Pockets be little)
AR-15, I can't be belittled
I'm in all black, n*gga, like a widow (Pew, pew)
I ain't Malcolm, I don't stay in the middle (Stay in the middle)
When I'm in that mode, sh*t get sicko (sh*t get sicko)
I don't make dance music, like Diplo (Like Diplo)

[Chorus]
In the streets, Martin Luther (Martin Luther)
Green beam on the Ruger (On the Ruger)
Creep up, like a cougar (Like a cougar)
I can't f*ck with no prosecutor (Prosecutor)
Zip the body in the plastic (In the plastic)
n*ggas be reachin', like Mr. Elastic (Elastic)
I do not read, n*gga, f*ck Scholastic (What I say gang?)
I feel like Kay Flock, I'ma mask it, yeah (What I say gang?)
[Verse 2]
I'm doin' scams on the 'net, n*gga, f*ck the corner (Pew, pew)
He say where I'm at, I say "You want it?" (You want it?)
n*ggas be tippin', givin' feds out pointers (What)
Send me the Bape fits, 'cause I can't f*ck with no transformer (What)
You on WITSEC, you an informant (Yeah)
Chop' from Spain, yeah, that sh*t a foreigner (What I say?)
I'm in that field, no Bob Warner (What)
I keep a stick on me when I'm cookin' (Cookin')
Hop out the whip, got these n*ggas lookin' (Lookin')
These n*ggas see me, then they bookin' (What)
AR-15 knock him off his footin' (Yeah)
If he dodge a .50, n*gga, you the G.O.A.T. (G.O.A.T.)
I pop a n*gga in a bubble coat (Gang)
Heat to his head, n*gga, now he woke
I keep a stick, n*gga, where's my cloak?
I feel like Travis (What)
Shoot a n*gga then I'm finna emote (Yeah)
He say he outside, n*gga, like we know
I'm sippin' drank, n*gga, f*ck my PO (Yeah)
These n*ggas cross-eyed, like Biggie (Yeah)
Give him the Fent', I told him no biggie (Grr)
I hang with a coon, I think his name Ricky (Yeah)
Yeah, I want the strawberry fifties (Taah)

[Chorus]
In the streets, Martin Luther (Martin Luther)
Green beam on the Ruger (On the Ruger)
Creep up, like a cougar (Like a cougar)
I can't f*ck with no prosecutor (Prosecutor)
Zip the body in the plastic (In the plastic)
n*ggas be reachin', like Mr. Elastic (Elastic)
I do not read, n*gga, f*ck Scholastic (What I say gang?)
I feel like Kay Flock, I'ma mask it, yeah (What I say gang?)
[Outro]
D-D-D-DJ BANNED
These n*ggas be chicken, they pockets be little (Pockets be little)
AR-15, I can't be belittled
I'm in all black, n*gga, like a widow (Pew, pew)
I ain't Malcolm, I don't stay in the middle (Stay in the middle)
When I'm in that mode, sh*t get sicko (sh*t get sicko)
I don't make dance music, like Diplo (Like Diplo)
In the streets, Martin Luther (Martin Luther)
Green beam on the Ruger (On the Ruger)
Creep up, like a cougar (Like a cougar)
I can't f*ck with no prosecutor (Prosecutor)
Zip the body in the plastic (In the plastic)
n*ggas be reachin', like Mr. Elastic (Elastic)
I do not read, n*gga, f*ck Scholastic (What I say gang?)
I feel like Kay Flock, I'ma—