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onsight & vonoff1700 - crank dat lyrics

[intro: vonoff1700 & onsight]
alright
(baow, baow, brr)
give me that sh_t, n_gga
ayy, look, wherever them n_ggas at, we pullin’ up and k!llin’ y’all ass
(baow, baow)
’cause y’all n_ggas think sh_t sweet, try to count us out and walk with your dog (f_ck all the opps, man)
try to go through and show your dumb ass, no bap, dumb_ass n_gga
the f_ck? (ebk)
and we in this b_tch with a hundred on them, a hundred cars, a hundred thousand (free them fed babies asap)
a hundred shots, whatever you n_ggas wanna do, we can do it man
what the f_ck? where the f_ck is y’all b_tch_ass n_ggas at? (baow, baow, baow)
what the f_ck? come outside, n_gga
f_ck? come outside, n_gga

[verse 1: onsight]
so many we shots, we let off a hundred
should’ve seen them n_ggas, they was fallin’ and runnin’
this an srt, n_gga knew we was comin’
bail out the v, you would think we performin’
he a lil’ rat, lil’ brodie informin’
never trust a b_tch, these hoes be goin’
[?] take a pic [?]
pay six_four_six, but i know i dropped a foreign
buddy a goofy, he ain’t got no money
i ain’t gotta pay for sh_t, these hoes wanna f_ck me
let’s spin through the ave tryna leave a n_gga bl__dy, stay mentionin’ [?] for your brother
arp with a scope, [?] a hundred
oh, the chop you got your neck, got you left on your stomach
shots fired, man down, left his ass in a puddle, they know we get busy, put this drac’ on his homie
six foenem some hoes, they don’t want no smoke, [?] see they ass poked
yeah, i’m droppin’ the rakes, we uppin’ the score, we been havin’ motion, you n_ggas still broke
two bucks for a piece, seventy_five for four, catch a b for the free, we do this for [?]
if you ever catch me walkin’, got that chop in the coat, left his ass by the car tryna get in the door
run up on [?] with a couple of more
he in the picture, get in the car, we gettin’ his ass smoked
i don’t care who he is, man, he gotta go
how the f_ck you got a gun, you ain’t tryna blow?
everybody with me, n_gga, took a soul
hundred bros with me, i can’t trust a soul
ridin’ ’round with some feds, everybody got a pole
sit in the front of the n_gga house, wait ’til he get home
walk him down to the safe, tell him, “put in the code”
i could have [?] still get n_ggas gone
ej got his ass smoked, shouldn’t’ve been in his phone
[verse 2: vonoff1700]
his dumb ass, look (grrt, bap)
this a straight_eight jeep, get the f_ck out the way
that lil’ n_gga mad i be f_ckin’ his bae
tell lil heat bring out the drac’ when we in the k, we’ll shoot you in your face
that n_gga was dead on the scene (his dumb ass), the ambulance came, but they was a lil’ too late
they say he a rat, we k!llin’ the lil’ n_gga out, that sh_t ain’t even up for debate
put a lil’ thick b_tch on him, that n_gga a fool, his dumb ass fell for the bait
stop textin’ my phone if we not finna f_ck, lil’ baby, ’cause we ain’t finna go on a date
i done got this v too hot, i ain’t finna settle, i’m just finna switch up the plate
that n_gga was scared as f_ck, he thought i was finna rob him, he ain’t even have nothin’ to take
i run with the snakes, that n_gga [?], box him in, he don’t got no escape
on the high_speed playin’ with the brakes
your mama don’t love you, she had your lil’ dumb ass on mistake
we’ll hunt his ass down for the pape’, i’m chasin’ him down, he ain’t know i was in shape
i be fly like i got on a cape, my fans can’t wait, so i’m finna drop my tape
i’ll f_ck off what you make, i ain’t even ate, but i got up and spinned the 8th
that b_tch so bunk, i told lil e, “go hit it,” he told my dumb ass he was great
go on ‘head, hang with the opps, you ain’t gon’ make it, they ass die at a high rate
just got a lo’ on an opp, we slidin’ out, we don’t got no time to wait
one of the opps in a chair, so when he takes pictures, the n_gga don’t show his waist
the opps die back_to_back and they g_y, i promise, we cannot relate

[outro: onsight & vonoff1700]
on my dead homie, i cannot relate to none of the opps
them n_ggas dyin’, they homies dyin’, and they mamas dyin’
n_gga’s mama died
like, free my hood, n_gga, f_ck your hood, n_gga
we’ll come extort your hood, n_gga

- onsight vonoff1700 lyrics

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