Cranky

Bitch I aint have no smoke and im cranky
Sour cookies on m and its danky
Aint no way Im gon fuck with the janky
All these lil rap niggas should thank me
Thirty in the leg leave you stanky
We was never the same and you knew that
Gave you a seat at the table you blew that
Goofy nigga where the fuck do they do that
This shit aint bout no handouts nigga
Who gave you work when you ran out nigga
Even when i sit down i stand out nigga
Cross me imma bam out nigga
All this DMV shit getting nasty
Thats between me and you no Cassie
I really play with them dawgs no Lassie
See through these niggas they wish they could glass me
Ughn Ughn AYE

My closest friends aint in my world
They dont know shit bout that boy or girl
Tell my baby to break down and roll a pearl
Light the pressure and pass the flower girl
I might just go and fuck up the plaza
Pull up on lil G Money round Ana
TMG fuck it up in Atlanta
Trapsport im still juggin and jammin
5 am bitch we bagged up and ready
All these baggies they look like confetti
All this white and I feel like a Yeti
Back in the trap like I never left
One hand catch when I intercept
Back in the trap I aint leaving
Apply the pressure make it even

Ughn
Bitch I aint have no smoke and im cranky
Sour cookies on me and its danky
Aint no way Im gon fuck with the janky
All these lil rap niggas should thank me
Thirty in the leg leave you stanky
We was never the same and you knew that
Gave you a seat at the table you blew that
Goofy nigga where the fuck do they do that
This shit aint bout no handouts nigga
Who gave you work when you ran out nigga
Even when i sit down i stand out nigga
Cross me imma bam out nigga
All this DMV shit getting nasty
Thats between me and you no Cassie
I really play with them dawgs no Lassie
See through these niggas they wish they could glass me
Ughn Ughn AYE

Dont know whats up with you rap niggas
Give a fuck where you from where you at nigga
Aint gon do it off me none of that nigga
Tryna do it off me cuz im that nigga
Imma fuck it up in the establishment
Im working on my anger management
No I do not have no management
Im steadily breaking down cannabis
Ship the package plus shipping and handling
K Irving the way that Im handling
Cheesequake Do Si Dos in these bambus
Mami look good as shit in them bantus
Wit a stick and a drum like a band tune
Put red on your ass like a baboon

Bitch I aint have no smoke and im cranky
Sour cookies on m and its danky
Aint no way Im gon fuck with the janky
All these lil rap niggas should thank me
Thirty in the leg leave you stanky
We was never the same and you knew that
Gave you a seat at the table you blew that
Goofy nigga where the fuck do they do that
This shit aint bout no handouts nigga
Who gave you work when you ran out nigga
Even when i sit down I stand out nigga
Cross me imma bam out nigga
All this DMV shit getting nasty
Thats between me and you no Cassie
I really play with them dawgs no Lassie
See through these niggas they wish they could glass me
Ughn Ughn



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Writer(s): Nicholas Bell
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