lirik lagu shredgang mone - crank
[intro]
(d~mn, tye, you made this b~tch too? the f~ck got into you?)
[verse 1: bandgang lonnie bands]
fresh up out that dope game, when i say they crank, ain’t talkin’ soulja boy
i drove to georgia, grab right from bali then illinois
junkies’ lives matter too, rest in peace george floyd
i ain’t gon’ lie, i’m a racist too, i only serve the white boys
the street n~ggas act like bad b~tches, they the tomboys
watch these broke boys, they out here interested since the ployed ployed
your son know his pops broke as sh~t, he call his uncle elroy
standin’ on business with these bum n~ggas always avoid
i built my legacy myself, i couldn’t get destroyed
please don’t talk to me to death, gotta display that noise
you want a verse, just tell your labels send an invoice
i keep the work with the label for you brick boys
a couple scammers owe me favors from them bitcoins
got ice in them refrigerators when i’m in des moines
i be wavin’ at my haters when i’m in detroit
still got my freedom ’cause i still believe in androids
one band, one sound, i’m the conductor
magazine stocked, fifty~rounder, the rifle came from russia
everybody wanna g~ngb~ng, what happened to the hustler?
they don’t wanna be the dealer, they wanna be the customer
got a special magic trick for you broke motherf~ckers
show you how to get a whole brick past customs
come get a narcotic permit, learn how to smuggle
i treat the nina like a fully how i finger f~ck it
[verse 2: shredgang mone]
mean to the gun, i stay ridin’ with glock
i got ptsd from duckin’ all of them shots
know i live my life wild ’til dots save me a spot
free my n~gga stone ’til they let him out of the box
bang this mpr sh~t ’til they put me up in the grave
tryna change for my baby, i’m still stuck in my ways
put this sh~t up on my back, how the f~ck can i change?
rather get it off this glock, f~ck workin’ minimum wage
switchin’ all these states tryna chase me a bag
said i’m dealin’ with ridin’ my waves, takin’ me back
it’s just somethin’ ’bout that rush when i freeze a n~gga with strap
bl!cky to his head, now demons turn to a f~g
he a fairy big tough~ass n~gga, send glizzy turn tyler perry
sh~t get scary, free scary sight, he on his way home
hit a n~gga with that glizzy, made him tweak like fabo
free my n~gga yay yay, strap like an a~hole
gen 4, thirty clip, make it sing like beethoven
should’ve seen what i did first time i seen a daytona
send shots at his top if i heard it’s pape’ on it
whole city wanna k!ll me, without this glock, i ain’t goin’
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