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RyBandz - Krank Lyrics



RyBandz - Krank Lyrics
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(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, ohhh)
(I pull outside, ohhh here we go)
We gone crank that soldier, do what we do
Then we hop outside, yeah we dropping the roof yeahh(Yeahh)
Told them what is was, baby this ain't new
I be counting all this green, I be counting all these blues yeah (Yeahhh)
She be going like Aliza Jane
We be pulling with the glocks, yeah we got the aim (Yeahh)
These niggas make me go insane
Got to do what I do, then I pull off in a Range
Came in her quick, then I left just as a came
Now these ni**** talking shit, but y'all ain't make the hall of fame
Ni**** talking shit like they that Sada Baby
I be pulling out designer clothes, like this Prada baby
These days, is these ni*** solid I don't know maybe
I was pulling with my own shit, I was going crazy
I don't know I mean, I was going kinda crazy lately
Now she wanna get me high, now I've been acting lazy
What you mean
Oh, pull up off the scene (Ohhh)
You're like Ben Simmons, you're out my league tho
You want the blueprint, well I got the key (Thoughh)
You want Balenciaga, well you need the green
We gone crank that soldier, do what we do
Then we hop outside, yeah we dropping the roof yeahh(Yeahh)
Told them what is was, baby this ain't new
I be counting all this green, I be counting all these blues yeah (Yeahhh)
What you mean
I'm not going broke, I got it in my jeans
Yeah you thought you got me hoe (Hoe)
You're a mini me
Yeah, yeah you is my clone (Clone)
Y'all want some beef
Yeah, y'all fall like dominos
Y'all think y'all want beef
Yeah, y'all think y'all want the smoke
'Til I pull up with my team, now y'all n***** go adios
N***** said he from the streets, but he always break the code
N***** breaking shit like Kit Kats, he gotta go
He think he can pull up on me and just take my hoe
But he ain't gonna go through me, he gonna go through bro
This the circle of life, we gonna take his soul
Do it 'bout twice, getting turnt to a ghost
Stacking my bread like some legos, yeah we getting guap bitch
She getting on her knees, yeah she get to topping
Then she made me nut, now she think she popping
Go get some shoes, yeah you get to shopping
We gone crank that soldier, do what we do
Then we hop outside, yeah we dropping the roof yeahh(Yeahh)
Told them what is was, baby this ain't new
I be counting all this green, I be counting all these blues yeah (Yeahhh)
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(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, ohhh)
(I pull outside, ohhh here we go)
We gone crank that soldier, do what we do
Then we hop outside, yeah we dropping the roof yeahh(Yeahh)
Told them what is was, baby this ain't new
I be counting all this green, I be counting all these blues yeah (Yeahhh)
She be going like Aliza Jane
We be pulling with the glocks, yeah we got the aim (Yeahh)
These niggas make me go insane
Got to do what I do, then I pull off in a Range
Came in her quick, then I left just as a came
Now these ni**** talking shit, but y'all ain't make the hall of fame
Ni**** talking shit like they that Sada Baby
I be pulling out designer clothes, like this Prada baby
These days, is these ni*** solid I don't know maybe
I was pulling with my own shit, I was going crazy
I don't know I mean, I was going kinda crazy lately
Now she wanna get me high, now I've been acting lazy
What you mean
Oh, pull up off the scene (Ohhh)
You're like Ben Simmons, you're out my league tho
You want the blueprint, well I got the key (Thoughh)
You want Balenciaga, well you need the green
We gone crank that soldier, do what we do
Then we hop outside, yeah we dropping the roof yeahh(Yeahh)
Told them what is was, baby this ain't new
I be counting all this green, I be counting all these blues yeah (Yeahhh)
What you mean
I'm not going broke, I got it in my jeans
Yeah you thought you got me hoe (Hoe)
You're a mini me
Yeah, yeah you is my clone (Clone)
Y'all want some beef
Yeah, y'all fall like dominos
Y'all think y'all want beef
Yeah, y'all think y'all want the smoke
'Til I pull up with my team, now y'all n***** go adios
N***** said he from the streets, but he always break the code
N***** breaking shit like Kit Kats, he gotta go
He think he can pull up on me and just take my hoe
But he ain't gonna go through me, he gonna go through bro
This the circle of life, we gonna take his soul
Do it 'bout twice, getting turnt to a ghost
Stacking my bread like some legos, yeah we getting guap bitch
She getting on her knees, yeah she get to topping
Then she made me nut, now she think she popping
Go get some shoes, yeah you get to shopping
We gone crank that soldier, do what we do
Then we hop outside, yeah we dropping the roof yeahh(Yeahh)
Told them what is was, baby this ain't new
I be counting all this green, I be counting all these blues yeah (Yeahhh)
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Writer: Ryland Lumpkin
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Length: 2:31
Written by: Ryland Lumpkin
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