Moneybagg Yo, Stunna 4 Vegas, Dee Mula - Crank Up 2.0 lyrics

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 niggas 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 bitch 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 shit sweet
I hope you don't thin
Somethin' must be wrong with his starter
(Tune-up)
A nigga 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 fuck about subliminals
I'm ready to crash, nigga play
I'ma crank up
She full of Hennessy, crunk up, he
Want some smoke, where your key
Nigga? 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 bitches be selling hair
Plus they be strippin'
My pockets fat, obese, my bitch a freak
But she neat
He tough on the internet, but that boy weak
If we gon' beef
Then please keep that shit 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 shit in this bag
I'm lookin' at 20
Boy, I'm the shit, 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 niggas some killers
Your niggas 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 nigga and them trailin' me
She don't wanna come around
Think she scared of me
I'm high as fuck, 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 fuck about subliminals
I'm ready to crash, nigga play
I'ma crank up
She full of Hennessy, crunk up, he
Want some smoke, where your key
Nigga? 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 fuck about subliminals
I'm ready to crash, nigga play
I'ma crank up
She full of Hennessy, crunk up, he
Want some smoke, where your key
Nigga? 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
Fuck on her face
I'm tryna fuck up her makeup
(Thot thot)
And I want a nigga 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, bitch
Show me somethin'
She wanna fuck on rich youngin
The chosen one
Another dead opp
Nigga play and I'm rollin' one
No golf, but I'm tryna put a hole in one
You bitch ass niggas
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
Nigga reach for this chain
And it's Murder One
(Bitch, come here)
We war ready, who want war with us?
Chopsticks turn a bitch to some angel's dust
Bro like, "Fuck it, I'm crankin' up"
Grab your key, you want smoke
I'm stankin' 'em
(Pussy, 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 fuck about subliminals
I'm ready to crash, nigga play
I'ma crank up
She full of Hennessy, crunk up, he
Want some smoke, where your key
Nigga? 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 fuck about subliminals
I'm ready to crash, nigga play
I'ma crank up
She full of Hennessy, crunk up, he
Want some smoke, where your key
Nigga? Crank up