21 Savage — KKK

[Intro] By hand, nigga I weigh 20 bags of gas by hand, nigga Weighed a 20 pack of gas by hand, nigga Weighed a 20 pack of gas by hand, nigga Weighed a 20 pack of gas by hand, nigga Weighed a 20 pack of gas by hand, nigga Weighed a 20 pack of gas by hand, nigga Weighed a 20 pack of gas by hand, nigga [Verse] Weighed a 20 pack of gas by hand, nigga Hanging shit like the Klu Klux Klan, nigga I sell so much weed, I need my own strand, nigga Cross that line, I'ma shoot it 'till it jam, nigga R.I.P. to Shawty Lo, I'm the man, nigga Dick ridin', nigga should have been a fan, nigga I got her suckin' on my Peter, no Pan, nigga Real gangsters, only suckers better scram, nigga Better scram scram scram scram scram, woah I be ducking in that pussy 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 nigga, damn Tryna get the drop on a nigga, damn She wanna lick it up, lick it up Groupie ass niggas, 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 bitch wanna fuck me, oh, shit I go Meechy, nigga, with the old hits Charcoal, 'cos my diamonds so lit 21 a dog, baby no shit She bent over like a trapper Name a nigga pulled my card Name a nigga fucked my broad I wouldn't give a fuck 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