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letra de crank that (remix) - montannaatm

[intro]
yeah
i just put this new switch on this glock
it cross back and that b-tch’ll spray that ho from left to right, on gang

[chorus]
i’m the first to jump out on a hit
tap the b-tton, now everybody hit (brr)
they callin’ my phone ’cause they know i don’t miss
in the trenches, i’m feelin’ like wick (n-gga)
it ain’t sh-t to bounce out with a chop (chop)
if they at lasalle, then we flippin’ they car
y’all don’t got enough to be beefin’ with us (y’all broke)
when we done with you n-ggas, we takin’ that block
i’m the one that’s gon’ make this b-tch hot (make it hot)
i’m the one that’s gon’ make sure you shot (yeah)
out the picture, he gotta get cropped (get ’em)
ain’t no playin’, we aim for the top
channel 9, we’ll put him on fox
check spot news, he got hit in the head
the shooter didn’t mask up, they say he had dreads

[verse 1]
d-mn, i think i need me a low cut
srt so fast, make it do donuts
n-ggas be dissin’, they don’t even know us
k!ll or be k!lled, you won’t get up on us
might jump out with lil cas, i know he gon’ bust
this old-ass striker, i’m switchin’ the v (yeah)
draco be thirsty to spin through the v
they know how we come, we’ll bail out on feet
frr, frr, that’s that switch (brr, baow)
check spot news, dude got hit
three hours later, four people shot
ridin’ through the 100s, flippin’ through blocks
we outside, b-tch, y’all not (where y’all at?)
[interlude]
these n-ggas be duckin’ and sh-t, man
they ain’t outside
moment of silence for they dead

[verse 2]
pop my sh-t ’cause i can
your ass broke and i got bands (n-gga)
in the trap, i’m advanced
money talk, well, my sh-t dance
in high places, i got friends
so i get paid to jump out vans (huh? what?)
get that lo’, then pull up sprayin’
up the score, that’s the plan (yeah)
chasin’ money, ain’t chasin’ no b-tch
i’m a shooter, they know i shoot sh-t (brr)
gave that boy twenty-some shots, now he lit
b-tch, i’m always on point and that glock got a kriss (what?)
hold on, wait, that glock got a switch (huh? huh?)
brr, brr, n-gga, that’s your dog (we got ’em)
bail out, make it stutter like it had a lisp
brr, brr, now he can’t crawl (brr, brr)
you say that’s your bae, she be callin’ for d-ck
uh, i know how it is, they want all (for real)
sh-t, i keep it p with these b-tches, i ball
that money keep comin’, i’m havin’ a ball
that money keep comin’, i’m stackin’ it all
the feds been watchin’, i’m duckin’ a rico
really glass every move like i got a cheat code
keep them b-tches on us, that’s wherever we go (huh?)
don’t knock at the door, we gon’ blow through the peephole (baow)
these n-ggas know they ain’t takin’ sh-t from me but a face shot, thinkin’ he deebo (b-tch)
if he reach, i’ma teach, see how many we throw
[interlude]
yeah
get up close, man, these n-ggas hoes, man (uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
brr, brr (brr)

[chorus]
i’m the first to jump out on a hit
tap the b-tton, now everybody hit
they callin’ my phone ’cause they know i don’t miss (n-gga)
in the trenches, i’m feelin’ like wick (b-tch)
it ain’t sh-t to bounce out with a chop
if they at lasalle, then we flippin’ they car
y’all don’t got enough to be beefin’ with us
when we done with you n-ggas, we takin’ that block
i’m the one that’s gon’ make this b-tch hot (make it hot)
i’m the one that’s gon’ make sure you shot
out the picture, he gotta get cropped (get ’em)
ain’t no playin’, we aim for the top
channel 9, we’ll put him on fox
check spot news, he got hit in the head
the shooter didn’t mask up, they say he had dreads (d-mn, d-mn)

- montannaatm

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