Get It Crackin Songtext
von YBN Nahmir

I′m in that Lamb' (swervin′ in that Lamb')
Pull up in that mansion, I'm tryna fuck you and yo′ friends
I know a lil′ bitch that twerk and suck dick for them bands
She ask me, can I cuff her? Lil' hoe, I can′t be your man (Bankroll Got It)

A hundred racks on my wrist lil' bitch, I′m in Visionland
He flexin' chains and all that ice and shit, I′ma get him in (ayy, ayy)
I'm outside with them naughty Crips, blowin' like a fan (ayy, ayy)
Nigga play and I′m gon′ kill his son, I'm with that extra shit

Bitch, I know I get the coochie wet when I hop out the Benz
Still a janky-anky, I still blow up out that Benz
That nigga got erased, we sent that nigga to that man
Hella Glocks when we slide, I shoot some shit, then I repent
A couple opp niggas died, they homie dead, they still ain′t spin
When the lil' homies ride, they face shottin′, hittin' niggas


I′m still ballin' like the Mavericks
These pussy niggas hatin', wanna put me in that casket
Four, five, bullets hit that nigga (ayy, ayy)
Like my niggas shootin′ missiles
Every time I′m on the track, I'm always spittin′ gas
Say if you really bangin' that, then we gon′ smoke yo' ass

Get that nigga, follow niggas to the crib, now we got that big stash
I′m in that Bentley (bitch), you still swervin' in that Pontiac
This nigga get back
Hold my pants, steady saggin' ′cause this pistol in my pocket, nigga

It ain′t shit for me to grab the strap and really go and pop some niggas
Bitch, I'm tryna be low-key, I′m still puttin' niggas six deep
Pop a nigga, now he on that tee
When the enemy slide, I peep it

Bitch, I wake up, get my dick sucked, then pass that hoe to bro
No, I′m not fuckin' with these bitches, do some shit in front of that hoe
It′s high chances he might snitch on you
Bitch, I'm really active, through the set, but I ain't no big homie (B-B-Bankroll Got It)

Bitch, I get it crackin′, do yo′ set when I call my lil' homies
Bitch, I′m getting paid, that's on the dead homies, you niggas not on shit
I could pull up my bitch and now she suckin′ dick and doin' tricks
Keep that .40 on my hip, every time that lil′ bitch do them splits


When they tried to hit my crib, I up that AK like I'm Gucci Mane
Pull up in that Range in all black, I bet I do my thang
That nigga hit that diddy bop, when them bullets hit him from close range
I see these niggas pussy, and how they playin', they need some Gatorade

I put the ′Cat in fourth, with hella slores and now they ridin′ with me
Bitch, we at the top, with all the mops, you know we pop niggas
Bitch, you live under a rock, that's on the set, if you ain′t heard 'bout me
My last name ain′t Cannon, but I'm Nick, so I be drummin′

They try to play me in that dice, I had to shoot him and his cousin
Pulled up on my friend, I might just fuck that nigga mother
Every time I hit these bitches, they always sayin', I'm they hubby
I ain′t playin′ with these niggas, I up that blower, they actin' funny