DA KLAN lyrics

[Verse 1: Marrgielaa]
(Uh, yuh)
Spin on yo' block in a minivan (f*ck you, n*gga!)
I'm in the hood, n*gga, like the Klan
Whip out the Glock, then the n*gga ran
I'm in the trap, and I make a band
Drum on the stick, n*gga, like a band
b*tch on my di*k, yeah that hoe a fan
I don't do Percs, b*tch I do the Xans
I don't do Percs, b*tch I do the drank
Close range shot, hit him with the shank
M-Made 10 racks goin' to the bank
Sticked up, I'mma shoot at the tank!
Sticked up, man I feel like the army
I keep the Glock, ain't nobody harm me
I'm sippin' purple, b*tch I'm sippin' Barney
I'm sippin' purple, b*tch I'm sippin' lean
What's on yo head? n*gga that's my beam
I'm on the court shootin' at yo team!
F-f*ck the court, b*tch I be in the field
I pop Percs, and I love the feel!
Street n*gga, yeah I'm keepin' it real
I'm gettin' rich, b*tch, without a deal!

[Verse 2: SmokingSkul]
Yeah (Okay!)
(Shemagh) Yeah
I'm in yo hood and I got a role
Extended clip, I don't reload
Snaked the plug, he ain't pay what he owed
Gucci shades, I don't match the status quo
n*ggas done switched up, turned me grimey
All of these rap n*ggas tryna sign me (What I say?)
Walk in that crib, n*gga don't mind me (Yeah)
I'm off the radar, you can't find me
We turn his hood upside down
These hoes BK, with the red crown
We turned that n*gga trap to the fed grounds
Supressed automac', it don't make a sound
TEC gon' freeze, n*gga like J.R
What you gon' say in front of that A&R?
When it's time to shoot, n*ggas off the radar
You got a façade, you ain't who you say you are (Tah)
[Verse 3: yvngxchris]
Do the dash in that goddamn racecar
Glock ending clickin' like it's a spacebar
Take me a b*tch n*gga off the radar
Wait, lemme count my bread real quick
(Hahaha!)
I'm in his hood, n*gga, like the Klux
Get Back Gang, I don't give no f*cks
And I'm finna do the opps like a rapist, hop out the van, then they gettin' touched
b*tch, I got a young n*gga, he like Giannis, he'll do anything for them bucks
Man, I swear to God, that hoe too sl*tty, she'll do anything to get f*cked
And why in the f*ck did you drop that bum ass mixtape?
Every f*cking song sucked
Just like yvngxchris, lil' b*tch, "Get back!"
Oh wait, that's me!
That stick hit his ass A-S-A-P
And I got me a baguette on my damn AP, oh sh*t!
Yeah, I spent like 25 bands on wrists
Now she tryna f*ck, she all on my di*k
She suckin' it sloppy (Ugh!), spit
And just like a lighter, b*tch I'm too lit
Yeah, pus*y n*gga, stop f*ckin' playin'
Spin through yo block in that f*ckin 'Vetta (f*ck you, n*gga!)
BKTHERULA, we tweakin' together
Keep me the Glock, then pass it to Giela
[Outro: yvngxchris]
Hahahahaha!
b*tch!
Yeah!