KKK

[Intro]
You gotta motherfuckin' feel this shit, boy
BanBwoi
(B-BlackMayo on the beat)

[Chorus: NGeeYL]
Runnin' through the streets (Grrt)
It was just me (Bop), I was one deep (Deep)
If you want the pressure, hit you with a M-A-C (MAC)
Cross a motherfucker at [?] boy, at the key (Chopper)
Everybody in the building know I love the K, chopper (Draco, draco, draco, draco)
If your mans do you wrong, he ain't really [?] (No)
These niggas out here lookin' stupid, boy you left them bad

[Verse 1: NGeeYL]
I don't know about that nigga though (They don't know)
I heard that he used to pull kick doors
If he run up on me, I'ma let it go (Stick gang)
And I love motherfuckin' 4-Os (Wipe his nose)
I remember I was servin' out thе O' (Damn, boy)
But I had to level up, I had to grow
The dеvil 'round my back while I fuckin' sleep (Fuck the devil)
But I know he cannot come in between (In between)
What God plans for a young nigga (On God)
Couple years ago, I was pullin' triggers
I ain't talkin' pizzas nigga, but I might have to deliver (Bop, bop, bop)
Pull up with that .223, that bitch shoot like missiles (Grrt)
It go through your liver
Damn, yeah, I love how I'm livin'
But I [?]
I don't end up short like Too $hort
But I'm ridin' 'round with that damn torch, it'll hit you, leave you moist
And I'm eatin' shit like pork, nigga (What? What? What?)
I eat anything (Eat), put it in front of me, I'ma eat-eat (I'ma eat-eat)
And I'm ridin' 'round town with a skeet freak
Play with me, that's a lot of shots (Lot of shots)
YL runnin' through the block
Damn, I can't believe that
Young nigga told on the gang, you is motherfuckin' disgraced
Ridin' 'round and the chopper ain't for display
Let that motherfucker loose and nigga, bite your face (Bite)
I pray these blessings keep on coming my way
I hit her with the special move, I fucked her sideways
Damn, [?] don't play that (Play that)
Young niggas pull up on you (Bag), and I hit your whole clique
I be on that bullshit, if you play, you get hit (Bitch)
And I'm on that dumb shit
Chopper beside me, it's in the trunk, bitch

[Chorus: NGeeYL & Drake]
Runnin' through the streets
It was just me, I was one deep
If you want the pressure, hit you with a M-A-C (MAC)
Cross a motherfucker at [?] boy, at the key (Chopper)
Everybody in the building know I love the K, ayy
Runnin' through the streets
It was just me, I was one deep (Tay Keith, this too hard)

[Verse 2: Young Nudy & Blac Youngsta]
Black ho' like Keesha, Dracos and reefer
We don't do that slow shit, fast car, you can't keep up
And my motor geeked up (Tay Keith, what the fuck up, nigga?)
Like me, you know I'm geeked up (Geeked up)
And you know, got wine, got wine [?] on the seat, bruh
I don't wanna see ya, I make sure you won't breathe (You won't breathe)
I fuck your bitch, she tell me where your shit and wipe you clean (And wipe you clean)
And if your people lookin' for me, they know where I be (Where I am)
I ain't tryna hide from no nigga in these streets (In these streets)
You know I like smoke, you can send it in to me (It in to me)
You know I kill folks, man, this shit ain't none to me (Ain't none to me)
This all about the money, but my life is M.O.B. (M.O.B.)

[Chorus: NGeeYL & Drake]
Runnin' through the streets
It was just me, I was one deep (Deep)
If you want the pressure, hit you with a M-A-C (C)
Cross a motherfucker at [?] boy, at the key
Everybody in the building know I love the K, ayy
Runnin' through the streets
It was just me, I was one deep
(Tay Keith, this too hard)