Soulja Boy
CRANK THAT
[Intro]
Aah
Baow, baow, baow
Baow, baow, baow (Oh my god)
Baow, baow, baow
Baow

[Verse]
Yo, Loose (Yo Loose)
You point 'em out, I'ma shoot (Grrah)
She wanna fuck, dub, look, I give that bitch to my crew (Gave her my crew)
Gave her the boot, aah
I told her do what she do (Do what you do)
I was locked for a minute (I was locked for a—)
I told my little sis, "I am at school" (Like, what?)
How you dissin' and don't got a knock? (Damn)
Why you runnin'? I ain't even flock (Baow, baow)
Free Spazz, brodie in a box (Free—)
Said he cannot wait to catch another opp (Grrt, baow)
[?], that shit could fit in my sock (Baow)
Paranoid, I done watched a n***a die (Damn)
Soulja, I won't let 'em see me— look
No, I won't let 'em see me cry
Lotta n***as just chasin' the fame (Pussy)
I just vent to the stu' with my pain (Damn)
I came home, not a thing was the same
He wasn't with mе walkin' through the rain (On bro)
Who these nеw n***as rappin' today? N***a dissin' and shit, tell 'em pack up they things
I can't hang with a n***a that fuck with the opps
Like, bitch, I'ma treat 'em the same (On bro)
It's a movie and shit (It's a movie and shit)
Yeah, this spot kinda lit (Yeah, this spot kinda lit)
I made her jump on the dick (Like, what?)
Then I ain't never fuck again (Bitch)
Herd of opps in this shit (Herd of opps in this shit)
I'ma flock 'til he hit (I'ma flock 'til he—)
I am not tryna miss (Baow, baow)
I'm tryna turn a n***a to a witch (Baow)
Let me see you Notti Bop (Notti Bop)
Let me see you poke your hips (Poke your hips)
Let me see you tap your head (Damn)
'Cause that's where Rah got hit (Rah-Rah)
Let me see you Notti Bop (Notti Bop)
Let me see you poke your hips (Poke your hips)
Let me see you tap your head (Damn, damn)
'Cause that's where Rah got hit (Rah-Rah)
But I got some shit on my chest (Like)
I'm a stomper, I already stepped
Rah-Rah dead, Yus Gz, you next (Yus Gz, you next)
I won't give a goofy no respect (Like, what?)
N***as ain't seen what I seen (Bro)
Let me see if you know what I mean (On bro)
I lost my guys to the streets (On bro)
Oh, you smokin' on who? I can't wait 'til we meet (I can't wait 'til we meet)
Feel like these n***as don't know (They don't know)
I'm the start of this shit, word to bro (Baow)
When you see me, you better get low (Baow, baow)
I could make thirty-thousand on the phone (Baow, baow, baow)
Oh, you thought I pulled up as a bro?
Nah, bitch, I came to pick a bowl (Baow)
Oh, you thought I pulled up as a bro? (Aah)
Nah, bitch, I came to pick a bowl