Crank It up by 1Trap Lyrics
[Intro]
(Know how we comin', know how we comin')
Hop on this bitch then I crank it up
Niggas know how im comin'
Yhea, niggas know how I am comin' (Mmm-mm)
[Chorus]
I hop on that bitch then I crank it up (Crank it up)
Niggas know how im comin' (Comin')
Shawty let me in then imma beat it up (Beat it up)
Like get choo, ain't no runnin'
Like what he mean?
He want smoke, it ain't nuthin'
Clearly seen, we pull up wit uh hundred
Fulla lean, ive been fillin' my stomach
Maybe lean, on my bitches, she bad
I intervene wit that stick and I crash
See the scheme you must think imma dumby
Homicide, nigga play wit that money
Imma shine, came on out with the mud
New genocide, its a young nigga vibe
Imma ride, with that stick on my side
I get high, I be up to the skys
I'm on the grind, I ain't wastin' no time
[Verse 1]
Shit ain't what it seems, it ain't how it appear
Sellin' dreams, man them niggas ain't real
New magazine, thirty clip in the iron
Green beam on this bitch and its fire
Lotta shit on my mind, been thinkin' too hard so I don't know what to do
Nigga hoped on they live, and said they got guns well nigga we got guns too
Gotta go hard, I need that carbon, I want the roll royce too
I want lil shawty, I want her head, nd' I want her cold heart too
Real nigga from the heart, swear ain't no fakin' that
Nd' fuck them lil bois they spin on his corna, swear they won't make it back
I got lean in my cup and i'm sipping it thick, and my feelin's pulled up
I can't tell you the meanin'
They try to be friendly
I feel like they schemin'
I up with the [?] he give me a reason
I can't be too lenient
Don't fuck with polices
You know you a rat if you told em you seen em
Pull a cat out a hat
Bitch I feel like uh genie
I'm up, I ain't sleepin', im floatin', don't see me
[Chorus]
I hop on that bitch then I crank it up (Crank it up)
Niggas know how im comin' (Comin')
Shawty let me in then imma beat it up (Beat it up)
Like get choo, ain't no runnin'
Like what he mean?
He want smoke, it ain't nuthin'
Clearly seen, we pull up wit uh hundred
Fulla lean, ive been fillin' my stomach
Maybe lean, on my bitches, she bad
I intervene wit that stick and I crash
See the scheme you must think imma dumby
Homicide, nigga play wit that money
Imma shine, came on out with the mud
New genocide, its a young nigga vibe
Imma ride, with that stick on my side
I get high, I be up to the skys
I'm on the grind, I ain't wastin' no time
[Verse 2]
Drawlin' our dreams so we still on the corner
Onna scene nd' im screamin' free Joyner
Nigga team, he want smoke then we on it
Lemon squize, onna the glizzy im wit it
In disguise, I can't trust em they lyin'
Wonder why, im solo when I ride
They want couple miles, im cuttin' my ties
Wonder why, real love hard to find
I gotta plan, finna wait out the struggle
Understand, that this shit can get gutter
Imma do the dash and the jag
I tell them fall in line when they mad
Cuz the ops can't stop shit, the cops can't too
They tell me boi don't let that money take control of you
He fell victim to the streets, they say he ain't have too
Got tired of livin' broke and bumby what he spose to do?
Ohhh, got to get it I can't wait for you
Nooo, he made the list he ever played wit the crew?
[Chorus]
I hop on that bitch then I crank it up (Crank it up)
Niggas know how im comin'
Shawty let me in then imma beat it up (Beat it up)
Like get choo, ain't no runnin'
Like what he mean?
He want smoke, it ain't nuthin'
Clearly seen, we pull up wit uh hundred
Full uh lean, ive been fillin' my stomach
Maybe lean, on my bitches, she bad
I intervene wit that stick and I crash
See the scheme, you must think imma dumby
Homicide, nigga play wit that money
Imma shine, came on out with the mud
New genocide, its a young nigga vibe
Imma ride, with that stick on my side
I get high, I be up to the skys
I'm on the grind, I ain't wastin' no time
[Outro]
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(Know how we comin', know how we comin')
Hop on this bitch then I crank it up
Niggas know how im comin'
Yhea, niggas know how I am comin' (Mmm-mm)
[Chorus]
I hop on that bitch then I crank it up (Crank it up)
Niggas know how im comin' (Comin')
Shawty let me in then imma beat it up (Beat it up)
Like get choo, ain't no runnin'
Like what he mean?
He want smoke, it ain't nuthin'
Clearly seen, we pull up wit uh hundred
Fulla lean, ive been fillin' my stomach
Maybe lean, on my bitches, she bad
I intervene wit that stick and I crash
See the scheme you must think imma dumby
Homicide, nigga play wit that money
Imma shine, came on out with the mud
New genocide, its a young nigga vibe
Imma ride, with that stick on my side
I get high, I be up to the skys
I'm on the grind, I ain't wastin' no time
[Verse 1]
Shit ain't what it seems, it ain't how it appear
Sellin' dreams, man them niggas ain't real
New magazine, thirty clip in the iron
Green beam on this bitch and its fire
Lotta shit on my mind, been thinkin' too hard so I don't know what to do
Nigga hoped on they live, and said they got guns well nigga we got guns too
Gotta go hard, I need that carbon, I want the roll royce too
I want lil shawty, I want her head, nd' I want her cold heart too
Real nigga from the heart, swear ain't no fakin' that
Nd' fuck them lil bois they spin on his corna, swear they won't make it back
I got lean in my cup and i'm sipping it thick, and my feelin's pulled up
I can't tell you the meanin'
They try to be friendly
I feel like they schemin'
I up with the [?] he give me a reason
I can't be too lenient
Don't fuck with polices
You know you a rat if you told em you seen em
Pull a cat out a hat
Bitch I feel like uh genie
I'm up, I ain't sleepin', im floatin', don't see me
[Chorus]
I hop on that bitch then I crank it up (Crank it up)
Niggas know how im comin' (Comin')
Shawty let me in then imma beat it up (Beat it up)
Like get choo, ain't no runnin'
Like what he mean?
He want smoke, it ain't nuthin'
Clearly seen, we pull up wit uh hundred
Fulla lean, ive been fillin' my stomach
Maybe lean, on my bitches, she bad
I intervene wit that stick and I crash
See the scheme you must think imma dumby
Homicide, nigga play wit that money
Imma shine, came on out with the mud
New genocide, its a young nigga vibe
Imma ride, with that stick on my side
I get high, I be up to the skys
I'm on the grind, I ain't wastin' no time
[Verse 2]
Drawlin' our dreams so we still on the corner
Onna scene nd' im screamin' free Joyner
Nigga team, he want smoke then we on it
Lemon squize, onna the glizzy im wit it
In disguise, I can't trust em they lyin'
Wonder why, im solo when I ride
They want couple miles, im cuttin' my ties
Wonder why, real love hard to find
I gotta plan, finna wait out the struggle
Understand, that this shit can get gutter
Imma do the dash and the jag
I tell them fall in line when they mad
Cuz the ops can't stop shit, the cops can't too
They tell me boi don't let that money take control of you
He fell victim to the streets, they say he ain't have too
Got tired of livin' broke and bumby what he spose to do?
Ohhh, got to get it I can't wait for you
Nooo, he made the list he ever played wit the crew?
[Chorus]
I hop on that bitch then I crank it up (Crank it up)
Niggas know how im comin'
Shawty let me in then imma beat it up (Beat it up)
Like get choo, ain't no runnin'
Like what he mean?
He want smoke, it ain't nuthin'
Clearly seen, we pull up wit uh hundred
Full uh lean, ive been fillin' my stomach
Maybe lean, on my bitches, she bad
I intervene wit that stick and I crash
See the scheme, you must think imma dumby
Homicide, nigga play wit that money
Imma shine, came on out with the mud
New genocide, its a young nigga vibe
Imma ride, with that stick on my side
I get high, I be up to the skys
I'm on the grind, I ain't wastin' no time
[Outro]
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