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Crank Dat Video (MV)




Performed By: Fog Steel
Length: 2:51
Written by: Fog Steel




Fog Steel - Crank Dat Lyrics




Uh
Hop in the V and let's have us some fun
Got this glock on my hip and you know I won't miss so you bet not trip
Matter fact don't run
Shoot like KD you get sent to the sun
She feel on my print it's a big ass gun
Big 7.62 and its big like pun
Nigga saying this and that but he ain't did none
F*ck a mask
Got this hood on like a Nun
That boy say he killing you boy your bitch ass dumb
All them racks on IG real life he a bum bum
2-2-3s on my side and it's sticking like some gum gum

When we catch you outside boy you bet not run run
Shot him in his tum tum
You niggas be my son sons

Uh
Crank Dat shit

Giving out real belt we gon spank that bitch
Oh damn oh damn another nigga got hit
And I do not miss
Another nigga off the list
Steel f*cked your bitch and I talk with a lisp but she still let me hit put this dick on her tits

I real life hate you niggas
Subway surfer Ima spray you nigga
Big zoed your ass I ain't paying you nigga
Bitch f*ck your flag what you saying lil nigga

Red dot red dot lil boy get into it
Head shot head shot lil nigga just use it
Leg shot leg shot can't walk you stupid
Get dropped get dropped this ain't just music

(Damn Damn)
I'm on some demon shit
Knock the meat off his bones like damn I'm on some vegan shit
This bitch say she love me I know she don't mean the shit
Just get on your knees and come suck on this semen bitch
That boy got scared run lap run laps
I do not miss head tap head tap
He had a baby with a bop damn that boy got trapped
Nigga say he killing me boy your bitch ass bap

He don't know I got guns cause I don't even post them
He don't know he a bitch so I bet we gon show him
We gon drop his mans and I might just troll em
No you ain't growing up boy your life just over
Pop his ass then pour a 8 in a soda

Doing donuts in the V
Riding round with F-O-G
All them niggas that say they don't like me I bet when I catch em they ain't gon do shit to me
Boy I'm getting fresh as hell in a new white tee
Boy you niggas real rats like that boy Ice T
You gon catch this face shot barking up the wrong tree
We loading the clip sound like clicking his teeth

Ayo Steel where you been
I been trapping these beats
I say Steel for the win
They ain't f*cking with me
Ight go get em then
Ima knock em to sleep
Hollon go get your gen
Bitch I stay with my heat

I ain't arguing baby just gon press delete
Man these niggas they hate me I tell em come see
8 glocks in the car but we riding 4 deep
Trackhawk trackhawk no SRT

Uh
Crank Dat shit
Giving out real belt we gon spank that bitch
This hoe cockblock man I hate that shit
Frostbite on my skin man I hate my wrist
Nigga talk so tough better take that hit
It's another nigga dissing it's a brand new lick
Man these niggas real hoes I ain't worried bout shit
Creep up so quiet you can hear the clock tick

(Damn Damn)
I'm in LA like I play for the (Rams)
Shoot up the club bitch I feel like I'm (Sam)
Look in my cup all you see is some (Jam)
This lil bitch a freak want me to f*ck her on (Cam)

These niggas they hate me they know I'm the man
He do all that talking we seen him he ran
That nigga want beef cause his bitch is a fan
Glock change skin like a nigga got tan
Lil dumbass boy he died off Xans
You'd do what I do lil nigga if you can
Pop out late night and we shooting out vans
Them switches gon blam

Bitch I'm in Tampa Bay I just came from Milwaukee
And I'm chasing them Bucks so you bet not call me
Don't text don't tweak lil bitch don't stalk me
Bitch I'm always on go till them lil niggas chalk me

If a nigga play with Mook that's a risk I take
Pull up at 6:00 with a big ass drac
Lil boy find out this shit ain't fake
F-O-G 5k I don't even got a name
We a catch you broad day better stay in your lane
We a shoot from all ways and we hit em all day
When we catch the lil nigga we gon dump him in the lake
Do a drill in some Kobe's lil nigga I'm a snake
We gon dump these clips bitch I feel like I'm Blake
Got this glock on my hip it a make a nigga shake
Drop a nigga no diss it ain't shit else to say
Nigga thought shit was games but we do not play
Niggas acting like hoes and that shit ain't ok
Tweak with the wrong one boy you better go pray
Niggas know what I say if you play you gon lay
Ima beat a nigga ass bitch I feel like Dre
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Uh
Hop in the V and let's have us some fun
Got this glock on my hip and you know I won't miss so you bet not trip
Matter fact don't run
Shoot like KD you get sent to the sun
She feel on my print it's a big ass gun
Big 7.62 and its big like pun
Nigga saying this and that but he ain't did none
F*ck a mask
Got this hood on like a Nun
That boy say he killing you boy your bitch ass dumb
All them racks on IG real life he a bum bum
2-2-3s on my side and it's sticking like some gum gum

When we catch you outside boy you bet not run run
Shot him in his tum tum
You niggas be my son sons

Uh
Crank Dat shit

Giving out real belt we gon spank that bitch
Oh damn oh damn another nigga got hit
And I do not miss
Another nigga off the list
Steel f*cked your bitch and I talk with a lisp but she still let me hit put this dick on her tits

I real life hate you niggas
Subway surfer Ima spray you nigga
Big zoed your ass I ain't paying you nigga
Bitch f*ck your flag what you saying lil nigga

Red dot red dot lil boy get into it
Head shot head shot lil nigga just use it
Leg shot leg shot can't walk you stupid
Get dropped get dropped this ain't just music

(Damn Damn)
I'm on some demon shit
Knock the meat off his bones like damn I'm on some vegan shit
This bitch say she love me I know she don't mean the shit
Just get on your knees and come suck on this semen bitch
That boy got scared run lap run laps
I do not miss head tap head tap
He had a baby with a bop damn that boy got trapped
Nigga say he killing me boy your bitch ass bap

He don't know I got guns cause I don't even post them
He don't know he a bitch so I bet we gon show him
We gon drop his mans and I might just troll em
No you ain't growing up boy your life just over
Pop his ass then pour a 8 in a soda

Doing donuts in the V
Riding round with F-O-G
All them niggas that say they don't like me I bet when I catch em they ain't gon do shit to me
Boy I'm getting fresh as hell in a new white tee
Boy you niggas real rats like that boy Ice T
You gon catch this face shot barking up the wrong tree
We loading the clip sound like clicking his teeth

Ayo Steel where you been
I been trapping these beats
I say Steel for the win
They ain't f*cking with me
Ight go get em then
Ima knock em to sleep
Hollon go get your gen
Bitch I stay with my heat

I ain't arguing baby just gon press delete
Man these niggas they hate me I tell em come see
8 glocks in the car but we riding 4 deep
Trackhawk trackhawk no SRT

Uh
Crank Dat shit
Giving out real belt we gon spank that bitch
This hoe cockblock man I hate that shit
Frostbite on my skin man I hate my wrist
Nigga talk so tough better take that hit
It's another nigga dissing it's a brand new lick
Man these niggas real hoes I ain't worried bout shit
Creep up so quiet you can hear the clock tick

(Damn Damn)
I'm in LA like I play for the (Rams)
Shoot up the club bitch I feel like I'm (Sam)
Look in my cup all you see is some (Jam)
This lil bitch a freak want me to f*ck her on (Cam)

These niggas they hate me they know I'm the man
He do all that talking we seen him he ran
That nigga want beef cause his bitch is a fan
Glock change skin like a nigga got tan
Lil dumbass boy he died off Xans
You'd do what I do lil nigga if you can
Pop out late night and we shooting out vans
Them switches gon blam

Bitch I'm in Tampa Bay I just came from Milwaukee
And I'm chasing them Bucks so you bet not call me
Don't text don't tweak lil bitch don't stalk me
Bitch I'm always on go till them lil niggas chalk me

If a nigga play with Mook that's a risk I take
Pull up at 6:00 with a big ass drac
Lil boy find out this shit ain't fake
F-O-G 5k I don't even got a name
We a catch you broad day better stay in your lane
We a shoot from all ways and we hit em all day
When we catch the lil nigga we gon dump him in the lake
Do a drill in some Kobe's lil nigga I'm a snake
We gon dump these clips bitch I feel like I'm Blake
Got this glock on my hip it a make a nigga shake
Drop a nigga no diss it ain't shit else to say
Nigga thought shit was games but we do not play
Niggas acting like hoes and that shit ain't ok
Tweak with the wrong one boy you better go pray
Niggas know what I say if you play you gon lay
Ima beat a nigga ass bitch I feel like Dre
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Writer: Fog Steel
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