Since99 - Get It Crackin’ lyrics

[Since99 - Get It Crackin’ lyrics]

Oh, okay, yeah, yeah, yeah
A'ight bet (I wish I was Jenry)
Yeah, turn me up real quick yeah

He saw his first thousand off a stimulus
Pull up from long range, shootin' limitless
Rockin' that new Christian, no Leviticus
I know they be hatin' the
Way that I'm killin' this
Good looks Jenry for makin' the beat
If I were you, I wouldn't diss or tweet
Designer my linen, that shit lookin' neat
And when it get cold, gotta carry that heat
Rockin' this new season Eddie B fashion
They tryna go and get all of my rations
Eatin' my plate
Then they dippin' and dashin'
All of my peers, I'm just tryna surpass 'em
I don't fuck with war
But I'm ready for action
Bustin', breakin' it down like a fraction
If your lookin' for business
Then let's get it crackin'
(Let's get it crackin')

Bitch, I'm a rap game John Paxson
He need a repost, come tapin
Up at the Ruth Chris, no napkin
Shakin' it off like, "What happened?"
I got a U-Haul, get to packin'
Move like the government, get to the trappin'
Get to the table, I whip it and slap it
This money like two midgets, I
Get to the stackin', yeah
Murder the beat, now I got a vendetta
Thinkin' it's sweet, but you cannot do better
Choppin' up blocks, feelin' like Rosetta
I give her bruschetta, mix it with the feta
My drip like Atlantic Ocean, leave her wetter
I'm crushin' up pills, I'm David Archuleta
He still rockin' cargos, ridin' in that jetta
These rappers, they flows
They followin' the meta
She shakin' her ass on the 'Gram
Brittany Renner whole damn fiend
He was stayin' at the vendor
Road rage shit, finna hit your fender
Got a frag, still full out sender
Shootin' up shit like I'm Alex Abrines
Smokin' galactic, I'm posted on Venus
Feelin' like YoungBoy
I just watched my grandpa say penis
Poppin' the Addy's that shit look scenic
Flexin' so hard now I'm feelin' like Fenix
That bitch got a Tinder, told her delete it
Rinse and repeat it, now I'm conceited
Movin' like Blueface, gonna bleed it
Call him a two-face, now he heated
I feel like a kickstand, I be leanin'
And I'm sippin' on big red like a demon
I'm finna go punch a flight down to Maryland
Hoppin' on Spirit, don't fuck with American
Tryna be different, ain't with the comparison
Up on the block with a rock like I'm Séraphin
Wipin' his nose, think he needs some Claritin
Hop up in my whip, posted up on Sharaton
That motherfucker thought he was
Better than me?
Huh, yeah? That boy is hilarious

He saw his first thousand off a stimulus
Pull up from long range, shootin' limitless
Rockin' that new Christian no Leviticus
I know they be hatin' the
Way that I'm killin' this
Good lookin' Jenry for makin' the beat
If I were you, I wouldn't diss or tweet
Designer my linen, that shit lookin' neat
And when it get cold, gotta carry that heat
Rockin' this new season Eddie B fashion
They tryna go and get all of my rations
Eatin' my plate
Then they dippin' and dashin'
All of my peers, I'm just tryna surpass 'em
I don't fuck with war
But I'm ready for action
Bustin', breakin' it down like a fraction
If your lookin' for business
Then let's get it crackin'
(Let's get it crackin')

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