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polat han - crunk lyrics

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[chorus]
on foe nem grave we get crunk
pour up lean in my cup
saleen whipping that tonk
i ain’t never gon’ trust
bad b+tch in my coupe she think she special but i don’t love
need that aston, carts and some fun
pop me a perc, the body feel numb
on foe nem grave we get crunk
pour up lean in my cup
saleen whipping that tonk
i ain’t never gon’ trust
bad b+tch in my coupe she think she special but i don’t love
need that aston, carts and some fun
pop me a perc, the body feel numb

[verse 1]
who you talking to?
what these hands gon’ do?
drop a light stack on some jimmy choos
make it right back ’cause i wanted to
watch my partner move
too many snakes when you livin’ life great
hit up the bank, gotta watch these fakes
pour the four now they wanna leeway
rather die alone than pass with a b+tch
’cause once i’m gone she gon’ be searching for d+ck
none of these hoes ain’t sh+t
big bankroll get a shock on my wirst
tank on full, finna trap in the whip
hol’ up, life change quick
came out from the slums i’m blessed
turns out i just always been the best
[chorus]
on foe nem grave we get crunk
pour up lean in my cup
saleen whipping that tonk
i ain’t never gon’ trust
bad b+tch in my coupe she think she special but i don’t love
need that aston, carts and some fun
pop me a perc, the body feel numb
on foe nem grave we get crunk
pour up lean in my cup
saleen whipping that tonk
i ain’t never gon’ trust
bad b+tch in my coupe she think she special but i don’t love
need that aston, carts and some fun
pop me a perc, the body feel numb

[verse 2]
i cannot f+ck with a label too risky
hit up the bank put a check and they envy
water, my b+tch, she get wet without question
she want my kids but the condom she fetchin’
pour up lean in my drop top
hits stuck in my laptop
dripping fiji, ooh they like that
call up twizzy, yeah they want tracks
too fire, can’t drop whack
you know my sh+t gas
pull up swerving in that lambo truck
that sh+t be matte black
i’m whippin’ too fast
my pockets filled with stacks
anybody pull up on me
get yo sh+t thrashed



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