CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Crank Up 2.0
Doo-doo
Dee Mula
D-double-E-M-U-L-A
Big Bagg
4X
Go
Crunk up the Rolls Royce (Skrrt)
Changed my mind, then I hopped in a Lambo' (Switch)
It's like n***as ain't seein' me, camo ('Flauge)
'Til I pull up all white like the damn Pope (God)
We got more guns than cheat codes
Livin' like Grand Theft Auto, Los Santos (Santos)
I'm doin' business with cheat codes
Turn an Airbnb to a bando (Turn that b*t*h out)
Pour up the drink (Pour it up)
Fourth quarter pressure, I'm clutchin' the paint (I'm holdin' it)
Chain of command (Explain)
When you the big speaker, you up in the rank (High power)
Leave you with cavities (Why?)
For thinking sh*t sweet, I hope you don't thin
Somethin' must be wrong with his starter (Tune-up)
A n***a try me, I swear I'ma crank, hey, Big Bagg
We poured a lil' drugs, in traffic with choppers and Glocks, we 'bout ready to crank up
She put a Perc' on her tongue and let it dissolve, she 'bout ready to crank up
I don't give a f**k about subliminals, I'm ready to crash, n***a play, I'ma crank up
She full of Hennessy, crunk up, he want some smoke, where your key, n***a? Crank up
Roll up a Backwood, I'm bent
I just bought a new car, the first thing I did, I got that ho tinted
Take the car back, boy, it's rented
My b*t*hes be selling hair, plus they be strippin'
My pockets fat, obese, my b*t*h a freak, but she neat
He tough on the internet, but that boy weak
If we gon' beef, then please keep that sh*t street
Don't be throwing no shots on the internet, tweet
Let's meet up and crash, the police pull up, hit the gas
I got so much sh*t in this bag, I'm lookin' at 20
Boy, I'm the sh*t, you the toilet
My Rolex flooded with diamonds, I got new jewelry on the way
They like, "Dee Mula, be cool," 'cause they know I'ma shoot him in his face
My n***as some killers, your n***as some killers
We know we gon' die, this the life that we livin'
I wake up every morning and thank God
'Cause I be havin' shootouts and I'm still livin'
See, they want me dead, but I don't wanna die
The F&N on my side, plus my n***a and them trailin' me
She don't wanna come around, think she scared of me
I'm high as f**k, these Percs gettin' the best of me, crank up
We poured a lil' drugs, in traffic with choppers and Glocks, we 'bout ready to crank up
She put a Perc' on her tongue and let it dissolve, she 'bout ready to crank up
I don't give a f**k about subliminals, I'm ready to crash, n***a play, I'ma crank up
She full of Hennessy, crunk up, he want some smoke, where your key, n***a? Crank up (On gang)
We poured a lil' drugs, in traffic with choppers and Glocks, we 'bout ready to crank up (4X)
She put a Perc' on her tongue and let it dissolve, she 'bout ready to crank up
I don't give a f**k about subliminals, I'm ready to crash, n***a play, I'ma crank up
She full of Hennessy, crunk up, he want some smoke, where your key, n***a? Crank up (4X)
Ayy, I'm ready to crank up
SRT 93, fill my tank up (Gang)
Touch me, it go down like an anchor
F**k on her face, I'm tryna f**k up her makeup (Thot thot)
And I want a n***a to try take somethin' (Come here)
Broad day, on my life, I'ma face him
He try to run off, I'ma chase him down with that Drac'
Get close and erase him, uh
Yeah, it's Big 4X, the only one (4X)
Don't play gangster with me, b*t*h, show me somethin'
She wanna f**k on rich youngin, the chosen one
Another dead opp, n***a play and I'm rollin' one
No golf, but I'm tryna put a hole in one
You b*t*h a** n***as, if you owe me somethin'
My boy beat that pack like he Floyd or somethin'
Ayy, you want some bags? Then order some
Take a flight to the West and your daughter somethin'
I still be in the streets like I'm poor or somethin'
I get rid of the beef, I ain't avoidin' none
N***a reach for this chain and it's Murder One (B*t*h, come here)
We war ready, who want war with us?
Chopsticks turn a b*t*h to some angel's dust
Bro like, "F**k it, I'm crankin' up"
Grab your key, you want smoke, I'm stankin' 'em (Pu**y, crank up)
We poured a lil' drugs, in traffic with choppers and Glocks, we 'bout ready to crank up
She put a Perc' on her tongue and let it dissolve, she 'bout ready to crank up
I don't give a f**k about subliminals, I'm ready to crash, n***a play, I'ma crank up
She full of Hennessy, crunk up, he want some smoke, where your key, n***a? Crank up
We poured a lil' drugs, in traffic with choppers and Glocks, we 'bout ready to crank up
She put a Perc' on her tongue and let it dissolve, she 'bout ready to crank up
I don't give a f**k about subliminals, I'm ready to crash, n***a play, I'ma crank up
She full of Hennessy, crunk up, he want some smoke, where your key, n***a? Crank up
Dee Mula
D-double-E-M-U-L-A
Big Bagg
4X
Go
Crunk up the Rolls Royce (Skrrt)
Changed my mind, then I hopped in a Lambo' (Switch)
It's like n***as ain't seein' me, camo ('Flauge)
'Til I pull up all white like the damn Pope (God)
We got more guns than cheat codes
Livin' like Grand Theft Auto, Los Santos (Santos)
I'm doin' business with cheat codes
Turn an Airbnb to a bando (Turn that b*t*h out)
Pour up the drink (Pour it up)
Fourth quarter pressure, I'm clutchin' the paint (I'm holdin' it)
Chain of command (Explain)
When you the big speaker, you up in the rank (High power)
Leave you with cavities (Why?)
For thinking sh*t sweet, I hope you don't thin
Somethin' must be wrong with his starter (Tune-up)
A n***a try me, I swear I'ma crank, hey, Big Bagg
We poured a lil' drugs, in traffic with choppers and Glocks, we 'bout ready to crank up
She put a Perc' on her tongue and let it dissolve, she 'bout ready to crank up
I don't give a f**k about subliminals, I'm ready to crash, n***a play, I'ma crank up
She full of Hennessy, crunk up, he want some smoke, where your key, n***a? Crank up
Roll up a Backwood, I'm bent
I just bought a new car, the first thing I did, I got that ho tinted
Take the car back, boy, it's rented
My b*t*hes be selling hair, plus they be strippin'
My pockets fat, obese, my b*t*h a freak, but she neat
He tough on the internet, but that boy weak
If we gon' beef, then please keep that sh*t street
Don't be throwing no shots on the internet, tweet
Let's meet up and crash, the police pull up, hit the gas
I got so much sh*t in this bag, I'm lookin' at 20
Boy, I'm the sh*t, you the toilet
My Rolex flooded with diamonds, I got new jewelry on the way
They like, "Dee Mula, be cool," 'cause they know I'ma shoot him in his face
My n***as some killers, your n***as some killers
We know we gon' die, this the life that we livin'
I wake up every morning and thank God
'Cause I be havin' shootouts and I'm still livin'
See, they want me dead, but I don't wanna die
The F&N on my side, plus my n***a and them trailin' me
She don't wanna come around, think she scared of me
I'm high as f**k, these Percs gettin' the best of me, crank up
We poured a lil' drugs, in traffic with choppers and Glocks, we 'bout ready to crank up
She put a Perc' on her tongue and let it dissolve, she 'bout ready to crank up
I don't give a f**k about subliminals, I'm ready to crash, n***a play, I'ma crank up
She full of Hennessy, crunk up, he want some smoke, where your key, n***a? Crank up (On gang)
We poured a lil' drugs, in traffic with choppers and Glocks, we 'bout ready to crank up (4X)
She put a Perc' on her tongue and let it dissolve, she 'bout ready to crank up
I don't give a f**k about subliminals, I'm ready to crash, n***a play, I'ma crank up
She full of Hennessy, crunk up, he want some smoke, where your key, n***a? Crank up (4X)
Ayy, I'm ready to crank up
SRT 93, fill my tank up (Gang)
Touch me, it go down like an anchor
F**k on her face, I'm tryna f**k up her makeup (Thot thot)
And I want a n***a to try take somethin' (Come here)
Broad day, on my life, I'ma face him
He try to run off, I'ma chase him down with that Drac'
Get close and erase him, uh
Yeah, it's Big 4X, the only one (4X)
Don't play gangster with me, b*t*h, show me somethin'
She wanna f**k on rich youngin, the chosen one
Another dead opp, n***a play and I'm rollin' one
No golf, but I'm tryna put a hole in one
You b*t*h a** n***as, if you owe me somethin'
My boy beat that pack like he Floyd or somethin'
Ayy, you want some bags? Then order some
Take a flight to the West and your daughter somethin'
I still be in the streets like I'm poor or somethin'
I get rid of the beef, I ain't avoidin' none
N***a reach for this chain and it's Murder One (B*t*h, come here)
We war ready, who want war with us?
Chopsticks turn a b*t*h to some angel's dust
Bro like, "F**k it, I'm crankin' up"
Grab your key, you want smoke, I'm stankin' 'em (Pu**y, crank up)
We poured a lil' drugs, in traffic with choppers and Glocks, we 'bout ready to crank up
She put a Perc' on her tongue and let it dissolve, she 'bout ready to crank up
I don't give a f**k about subliminals, I'm ready to crash, n***a play, I'ma crank up
She full of Hennessy, crunk up, he want some smoke, where your key, n***a? Crank up
We poured a lil' drugs, in traffic with choppers and Glocks, we 'bout ready to crank up
She put a Perc' on her tongue and let it dissolve, she 'bout ready to crank up
I don't give a f**k about subliminals, I'm ready to crash, n***a play, I'ma crank up
She full of Hennessy, crunk up, he want some smoke, where your key, n***a? Crank up
