KKK Lyrics

I got racks in the bank,

But I cannot give you nothing

I try to get up in the club,

Boy I feel just like McLovin

You can't get up with the clan,

K-K-K, it got em runnin' (got em,)

Yea, got em runnin'

It got em runnin'

Why you runnin' for the white coats, Uh

Rick Owen I'm lookin' like a psycho

Uh

We pull up with choppers and a blindfold

Uh, Better pray to God you take the high road

(Pray to God) ,Uh

Take the high road

I could make a rack in a day with my eyes closed

If that boy got hands, hollow tips,

You can't fight those

Eating MnMs in the crib with a B.B. Simon on

Ya, I was just on your block

Hit your man, Rick and nem

See that brick on my watch

It cost way more than your rent

I'm the sh- and you not

And she knowin' that I'm him

Keep it double O,I Sip wock,

Make him dance, hit the Wap, I said

I got racks in the bank,

But I cannot give you nothing

I try to get up in the club,

Boy I feel just like McLovin

You can't get up with the clan,

K-K-K, it got em runnin' (got em,)

Yea, got em runnin'

It got em runnin'

Why you runnin' for the white coats, Uh

Rick Owen I'm lookin' like a psycho

Uh

We pull up with choppers and a blindfold

Uh, Better pray to God you take the high road

I got raxks in the b-

But I cannot give you nothing

I try to get up in the club

Boy I f- just like McLovin

Boy you can't get up-

K-K-K it got em runnin

Got em runnin

It got em runnin

Why you- runnin from the white koats?

Why you- runnin from the white-

Why you- runnin from the white coat-

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