JunkYardBaby - Crank Mode Lyrics

NFL, NFL, NFL
Aye FiveSix, turn me up woodie
When they ask me for my ID, it say Met Lovin
You ain't outchea gettin' money, you can't tell me nothin
All that shit you do on Snapchat man, that shit be bluffin
If I got the chopper on me, I'ma get to bustin
When they ask me for my ID, it say Met Lovin
You ain't outchea gettin' money, you can't tell me nothin
All that shit you do on Snapchat man, that shit be bluffin
If I got the chopper on me, I'ma get to bustin
You trippin' right now, you gettin' on my nerves
Nigga think you straight, let the chopper make you curve
Drop the color in my hair, cause I don't care
If I eat, we all gon' eat, I'ma play it fair
Said she love me, I think she seen my Instagram
No peanut butter, free my nigga out the jam
Everybody want money, but they ain't finna grind
If you get it with your heart, you gon' have it with your mind
Let my mama hang me for a nigga step on me
Got lil' shorty in the room, blow me like a referee
Finna take the rap game, make a nigga refugee
Said that was your dawg, now you tellin' you a deputy
That part, I'm gon' spread you out
That part, you ain't takin' all my clout
That part, I'ma have you on a leash
That part throw it back, say sheesh
When they ask me for my ID, it say met lovin
You ain't outchea gettin' money, you can't tell me nothin
All that shit you do on Snapchat, man, that shit be bluffin
If I got the chopper on me, I'ma get to bustin
When they ask me for my ID, it say met lovin
You ain't outchea gettin' money, you can't tell me nothin
All that shit you do on Snapchat man, that shit be bluffin
If I got the chopper on me, I'ma get to bustin
I should've skipped the hook and started rappin
In her mouth so much, I got her gappin
Got no time to chat, I'm busy snappin
Tryna hit my cuzzo, he busy trappin
Ugh MoneyMike
I'm finna drop the golds at sixteen
Dat part
Go with no top for this money, I'm a feen
From the dirt, everything you saw, I done seen
Outchea road runnin' cause I was off a beam
And we gon' flip his ass like a folder
I'ma take off, so don't say I ain't told you
NFL don't two-face, I can't fake the funk
F*ck a foreign whip, I just wanna cop the dunk
They put me in the game, I'm finna reach my rank
We gettin' to the bag, we finna hit the bank
NFL don't drink, but I'm smokin' dank
All in, I'm in mode, bitch, I'm goin' crank
When they ask me for my ID, it say met lovin
You ain't outchea gettin' money, you can't tell me nothin
All that shit you do on Snapchat man, that shit be bluffin
If I got the choppa on me, I'ma get to bustin
When they ask me for my ID, it say met lovin
You ain't outchea gettin' money, you can't tell me nothin
All that shit you do on Snapchat, man, that shit be bluffin
If I got the choppa on me, I'ma get to bustin