MontannaATM - Crank That

★ intro ★
Yeah
I just put this new switch on this glock
It cross back and that bitch'll spray that ho from left to right, on gang

★ chorus ★
I'm the first to jump out on a hit
Tap the button, now everybody hit (brr)
They callin' my phone 'cause they know i don't miss
In the trenches, i'm feelin' like wick
It ain't shit 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 niggas, we takin' that block
I'm the one that's gon' make this bitch 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 ★
Damn, i think i need me a low cut
Srt so fast, make it do donuts
Niggas be dissin', they don't even know us
Kill or be killed, 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, bitch, y'all not (where y'all at?)
★ interlude ★
These niggas be duckin' and shit, man
They ain't outside
Moment of silence for they dead

★ verse 2 ★
Pop my shit 'cause i can
Your ass broke and i got bands (nigga)
In the trap, i'm advanced
Money talk, well, my shit 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 bitch
I'm a shooter, they know i shoot shit (brr)
Gave that boy twenty-some shots, now he lit
Bitch, i'm always on point and that glock got a kriss (what?)
Hold on, wait, that glock got a switch (huh? huh?)
Brr, brr, nigga, 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 dick
Uh, i know how it is, they want all (for real)
Shit, i keep it p with these bitches, 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 bitches on us, that's wherever we go (huh?)
Don't knock at the door, we gon' blow through the peephole (baow)
These niggas know they ain't takin' shit from me for a face shot, thinkin' he deebo (bitch)
If he reach, i'ma teach, see how many we throw
★ interlude ★
Yeah
Get up close, man, these niggas hoes, man (uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
Brr, brr (brr)

★ chorus ★
I'm the first to jump out on a hit
Tap the button, now everybody hit
They callin' my phone 'cause they know i don't miss (nigga)
In the trenches, i'm feelin' like wick
It ain't shit 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 niggas, we takin' that block
I'm the one that's gon' make this bitch 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 (damn, damn)