MLK Lyrics

Yea, smoke em like he high

Smoke him like he high huh

Smoke him like high

Five, end up on Fox five shii

Tsss, look at my neck my wrist and my chain

look at my neck my…. Look at my neck my wrists my chain

Look at my neck my wrists my chain

Most of my shits be plain huh

I'm boutta turn this blk girl white

I feel like Martin Luther King

Nigga talk shit bout gang we make em hang like Klu Klux Klan

And I left the kid on her face like a deadbeat, son don't no my name shii

My shawty she came with a stick, you would think she a dyke

My shawty she came with a stick, you would think she a dyke

Nigga wanna play with boy gon' end up on Fox five shii

Smoke him like he high ain't no killa but I'm fried

Oh my God, Oh my Christ, I know I'm not gon' die twice

I know I'm not gon' die twice, I know I'm not gon' die twice

That boy gon' talk like that boy gon' pop out but we know he not gon fye

Shawty gon' pull up grab my private now I'm starting to feel like I'm Mike shii

Look at my neck my wrists my chain

Most of my shits be plain huh

I'm boutta turn this blk girl white

I feel like Martin Luther King shii

Nigga talk shit bout gang we make em hang like Klu Klux Klan

And I left the kid on her face like a deadbeat, son don't no my name okay

Leave him in the dust, I feel like a klutz

I'm boutta go nuts, I'm stacking my bills like I'm Russ'

Ion give af boutta bbl cause my shawty came with a butt

How much wood can a woodchuck chuck

Can't tell you but shawty a slut

I feel like I'm Chris, I gotta keep it tucked

I walk in this bih with them mills oh yea I feel like the Bucks

Yea that boy is a lame, yea that boy is a shmuck

That boy gon' talk on the net real life boy like Forrest Gump

Look at my neck my wrists my chain

Most of my shits be plain huh

I'm boutta turn this blk girl white

I feel like Martin Luther King shii

Nigga talk shit bout gang we make em hang like Klu Klux Klan

And I left the kid on her face like a deadbeat, son don't no my name okay

My shawty she came with a stick, you would think she a dyke

My shawty she came with a stick, you would think she a dyke

Nigga wanna play with boy gon' end up on Fox five shii

Smoke him like he high ain't no killa but I'm fried