F**k the Klan

And my bitch look like Selena She in high demand Told my bro to call them fiends up They move on command My mans like Malcom X I rock with him so it's Fuck the Klan I make hits and they explosive But I hate Iran Talking shit and smoking woods I feel like Stephen A I might catch yo bitch on record Show you what she say I get so I high I can't hear "What Lil shawty say? Heard you posting guns on Instagram boy that's child's play My bro just fled and flipped the car But he left the K It's only 3 things that I care about That's B.O.A Now I'm spitting death on auto tune That's D.O.A My mama told me put them chips away that's frito lay That's pressure Father God I put my hands up can you stretch them Father God I lift my pockets can you stretch them I asked her can she see my wood She said that's pressure She said that's pressure Niggas lost they mind talking to Houdini I done made like 50k in a week Can you believe me? That's probably why you still ain't seen A nigga on the gram I was trippin' off them psychedelic mushrooms in a Lamb I told her grab the wheel she said You ready? Yes I am Niggas know they not to play with us Cause nigga know we keep the K with us And my bitch look like Selena She in high demand Told my bro to call them fiends up They move on command My mans like Malcom X I rock with him so it's Fuck the Klan I make hits and they explosive But I hate Iran