KKK* lyrics

[Intro]
By hand, n*gga
I weigh 20 bags of gas by hand, n*gga
Weighed a 20 pack of gas by hand, n*gga
Weighed a 20 pack of gas by hand, n*gga
Weighed a 20 pack of gas by hand, n*gga
Weighed a 20 pack of gas by hand, n*gga
Weighed a 20 pack of gas by hand, n*gga
Weighed a 20 pack of gas by hand, n*gga

[Verse]
Weighed a 20 pack of gas by hand, n*gga
Hanging sh*t like the Klu Klux Klan, n*gga
I sell so much weed, I need my own strand, n*gga
Cross that line, I'ma shoot it 'till it jam, n*gga
R.I.P. to Shawty Lo, I'm the man, n*gga
di*k ridin', n*gga should have been a fan, n*gga
I got her suckin' on my Peter, no Pan, n*gga
Real gangsters, only suckers better scram, n*gga
Better scram scram scram scram scram, woah
I be ducking in that pus*y like Durant, woah
I'll shoot ya, I don't do no Twitter rants, woah
I was trappin', you was in the boys' camp, woah
I got diamonds on my neck, yeah
Got a hunnid in my Tec, yeah
I could never pay for sex, yeah
Young Savage get her wet, yeah
Tryna put the cops on a n*gga, damn
Tryna get the drop on a n*gga, damn
She wanna lick it up, lick it up
Groupie ass n*ggas, always tryna flick it up
They cashers be like working with the homie
My cashers be like I ain't got no homie
I got family, I ain't got no homies
I don't smoke, but them backwoods I can still roll it
I think your b*tch wanna f*ck me, oh, sh*t
I go Meechy, n*gga, with the old hits
Charcoal, 'cos my diamonds so lit
21 a dog, baby no sh*t
She bent over like a trapper
Name a n*gga pulled my card
Name a n*gga f*cked my broad
I wouldn't give a f*ck anyway
She nothing but a nut anyway
I keep a Sig Sauer and a K
You just like a bum anyday
You like Brum and Deshannon, ay