BigBandz Leo - Crank Dat (feat. Riccy Runtz)
Yeah, Soulja Boy, tell 'em
Damn, yeah, I done came with the McGlock (Woah)
In the party and it's gettin' hot (Yeah)
I just seen a opp thot, yeah, and I know for a fact that she sendin' the drop, yeah
And she drop the lo' (Lo')
They ain't 5 deep and they ready to go, yeah
And they try up the sco'
But sike, nigga, you know that I keep that pole
Hell yeah, I ride with the stick
And the Glock got tits, so you know I won't miss
And I came with a level, we gon' send that blitz
And that mean I'm deep, don't try me, bitch
Yo' mans got flatlined and shit
Like Marvel, got hit with that iron fist
Got a BFG, tote a giant stick
Fah fah, he got filled with some 9's and shit
I'ma walk him down, even if I'm on camera
2G'z got hit with that motherfuckin' blammer
Bullets make 'em slip, call his ass banana
When he saw the stick, yeah, he turned to a dancer
Wokfein, I need some Fanta
Bullets hit his head like they gave 'em cancer
I'm a freak, fuck the bitch and put ha' hands up
Short nigga with dreads and I'm callin' em Tana
Hook, hook, his hit was nice
I got the shank, stab 'em with the knife
And his bitch want some dick, now I'm givin' ha' pipe
I ain't cuffin', I'm only stayin' for one night
Jugg
Mix the Wok with the Trish
That nigga try to run down, he get put in this splint
Like a party in here, nigga, go get split
I'ma run him down, leave him with 6
(Ah, ah)
I'ma watch his momma cry
(Roof!)
Yeah, huh?
If I can't fuck ha', then I'm gettin' the fuck
Stupid hoe, I want get in ya' butt (Ya' butt)
I don't want love, I don't want love
Yeah, huh?
RIP 10, I'ma slide with a gun
We spin from the nighttime till the sun up (Up)
Fuck ya', bitch, I don't give no fuck
Do her wrong, I'm my father's son (My father's son)
What is he on? That boy on none
She wanna swallow all my nuts
Fuck that, bitch, I'm goin' dumb
Ain't talkin' bout money, no need to discuss it
She ask bout her friend, I'm changin' the subject
This Glock got bodies, that's why it's ugly (Ugly)
I swap my main bitch with money
Nigga, I came from that, it's none (None)
500 Block, I run it (I run it)
How the fuck I turned none to some? (Some)
Put my thumb all in ha' butt (Butt)
We fuckin', I'm not yo' buddy (Yo' buddy)
Gon' talk all that shit, I love it (I love it)
I think the opp hoe want fuck me (Fuck me)
That's cause she know I can't be fucked with (Fucked with)
I got ya' favorite hoe givin' me top, she tell me she love me
That Glock so custom, that bitch come with a motherfuckin' button
Told that hoe to get the fuck out, you ain't even wanna suck me
If he ain't my 5, I'll get him gone (Him gone)
If he ain't my 5, I'll split his dome (His dome)
If he ain't my 5, I'm doin' the most (The most)
I got mo' motion (Oh, no)
Babygirl, come be on this side, them niggas hoein' (Un huh)
Like, all that fuck shit, Rik Runtz ain't goin' (Unt unt)
And we shot everybody, they said it was live, I'm bout that, you know it
(You know)
That Glock two face, that bitch phony
I be with that shit at the top of the mornin'
If my brother tell me get it, I'ma be on it
(On it)
Damn, yeah, I done came with the McGlock (Woah)
In the party and it's gettin' hot (Yeah)
I just seen a opp thot, yeah, and I know for a fact that she sendin' the drop, yeah
And she drop the lo' (Lo')
They ain't 5 deep and they ready to go, yeah
And they try up the sco'
But sike, nigga, you know that I keep that pole
Hell yeah, I ride with the stick
And the Glock got tits, so you know I won't miss
And I came with a level, we gon' send that blitz
And that mean I'm deep, don't try me, bitch
Yo' mans got flatlined and shit
Like Marvel, got hit with that iron fist
Got a BFG, tote a giant stick
Fah fah, he got filled with some 9's and shit
I'ma walk him down, even if I'm on camera
2G'z got hit with that motherfuckin' blammer
Bullets make 'em slip, call his ass banana
When he saw the stick, yeah, he turned to a dancer
Wokfein, I need some Fanta
Bullets hit his head like they gave 'em cancer
I'm a freak, fuck the bitch and put ha' hands up
Short nigga with dreads and I'm callin' em Tana
Hook, hook, his hit was nice
I got the shank, stab 'em with the knife
And his bitch want some dick, now I'm givin' ha' pipe
I ain't cuffin', I'm only stayin' for one night
Jugg
Mix the Wok with the Trish
That nigga try to run down, he get put in this splint
Like a party in here, nigga, go get split
I'ma run him down, leave him with 6
(Run him down, hit him with 6, on hut)
(Aye)
(Aye, aye)
(Go!)
Written by:
Bernard Palmer, Rickey Dominique
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