Cash Kidd
Whole City Crank

[Verse 1: Cash Kidd]
Thank God, amen
Hit the club with 8 bands, do the blade dance
Boy, only shake hands with my main mans
Looking for an outfit on point, like [?]
I ain't playing, n***as talking, but they ain't spraying
I have my goons come through, like Drake said
Bang bang, pull up to your spot, like the Raybands
Spray led, get a body like hang man
So what's the problem in this bitch?
I done brought my whole squad up in this bitch
Chopper in this bitch, it ain't a problem we can't fix
Any n***a will get blue, like Sonic in this bitch
I'm winning, liquor in my system, I'm tripping
Getting head going through the carwash, I'm chilling
I ain't slipping, I'll blow these n***as
They fucking it up, I'll have G show these n***as
What's up?

[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
All my n***as on tip, and they ain't playing
Watch who you bump, 'cause they ain't check me when I came in
Let that bitch crank
Crank crank
My bros got the whole city tryna do the crank dance
Crank
Crank
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Crank
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Make the whole city crank
[Verse 2: IUR Jetto]
Walked in the club cranking, like a new Chevy
Had to slow down [?]
I ain't tripping on your ho, I just left Miami
And the buffs all white, like a hispanic
I'm here, [?] here and G here
But we can get it popping, n***a, like a root beer
So I advise you to chill, like a fego
Or get your shit painted up like Mayko
Cranked up like I'm 'bout to go change a tire
Leg up like a dog on a fire hydrent
Cranked all on your bitch, like the car starting
And came all in her face like I'm shit starting
Bitch

[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
All my n***as on tip, and they ain't playing
Watch who you bump, 'cause they ain't check me when I came in
Let that bitch crank
Crank crank
My bros got the whole city tryna do the crank dance
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Make the whole city crank
[Verse 3: Cash Kidd]
Walk straight in the club, and I ain't paying
Watch who you bump, 'cause I don't wanna have to paint heads
I'm tryna get a dance in this bitch, but if your mans talk slick, I'ma pull that wood out like a caveman
Ain't shit sweet, boy, I send you where the angels at
Aim the tech and stretch your ass out, call that [?]
Pause, I told your bitch I only came for neck
She wanna earn her stripes, she gotta blow me, but I ain't a reff
So what's the problem in this bitch?
Trues on, I'm just being honest in this bitch
I'll have my n***as pull up like a diaper in this bitch
Get it popping in this bitch
Lil n***a, what's up?

[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
All my n***as on tip, and they ain't playing
Watch who you bump, 'cause they ain't check me when I came in
Let that bitch crank
Crank crank
My bros got the whole city tryna do the crank dance
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Crank
Make the whole city crank