Bones & Na$ty Matt - CrankDatDeadBoy

I͟d͟l͟e͟g͟l͟a͟n͟c͟e͟ Hundred blunts to the neck, now I feel like death 💀 | Lyrics ⇣ Turn on Notifications 🔔✔️ for lit Music & Visuals I͟d͟l͟e͟g͟l͟a͟n͟c͟e͟ ☁️ Soundcloud • 🐦 Twitter • 📷 Instagram • Bones/TeamSESH Member of Team Karasu 2nd channel • » Our Community on Discord « • » Donations « • source of gifs Lyrics [Hook] Lean to the right, then I lean to the left Hundred blunts to the neck, now I feel like death Crank that dead boy Crank that dead boy Crank that dead boy Crank that dead boy Lean back, let it snap, do your thang on that bitch, boy It’s 2007, let it bang on a bitch Crank that dead boy Crank that dead boy Crank that dead boy [Verse 1: Bones] Stepping on the scene in some cold white Bapes Rubberband wrist with the princess cut chain I be pulling out the lot, four wheeler switching lanes Cliché everything, bling bling, golden ring Bathtub full of cash, 5% up on the glass [?] the lights, take your life when I pass Hundred one dimebags, smoking so the time pass Jolly Rancher candy paint, dripping like the pipes bad People call me ice man, chain like a lighthouse T-Mobile sidekicking, Bones so iced out 13 beepers, I got 36 phones 62 whips and they all on chrome Couple butter seats, bitch, my leather so soft Somewhere in your city with the top blown off Money out the roof, bitch, we all dying soon Step right, step left as I dance to my tune, aye [Hook] Lean to the right, then I lean to the left Hundred blunts to the neck, now I feel like death Crank that dead boy Crank that dead boy Crank that dead boy Crank that dead boy [Verse 2: Na$ty Matt] Bet you can’t do it like me, I been dead Starting to see space ships on Bankhead Sidekick filled up with blockheads Rubberband Man, keep the block fed Lean back then pop and roll Pop 3 pills then we pop some more Pop the fo’ and drink it slow You pass away and that’s how it goes Money, rolls, cars and clothes, that’s how all my partners roll Black hearse on 24’s, that’s how all the dead boys roll Multi-colored Bathing Ape, looking like a star Paint dripping, pussy dripping when I step out of the car When I pull up to the scene, I can tell they don’t like me now Evisu jeans, make a bobblehead wipe me down Put your number in my phone, then leave me ’lone VVS stones, leave the herringbone at home Freak in the black, Bones breaking down a sack Lean back then snap, let your bones crack and fall back Pop a pill, that make you wanna kill Lean back, do your dance, and then you’re dead for real [Hook] Lean to the right, then I lean to the left Hundred blunts to the neck, now I feel like death Crank that dead boy Crank that dead boy Crank that dead boy Crank that dead boy Lean to the right, then I lean to the left Hundred blunts to the neck, now I feel like death Crank that dead boy Crank that dead boy Crank that dead boy Crank that dead boy --------------------------------------------------------- Submission info and more: If you would like to get something removed, please send an E-Mail: 📧 contact@ ---------------------------------------------------------