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cranked up to the max 
I been paper chasing lil nigga you know that's a fact 
All my windows tinted 
Getting necked up in the back 
Keep it real lowkey when

With its cracked head gasket
Broke down on the freeway
And I cranked up the fucking radio
Til it was blowing out the fucking speakers
And I turned

Regent's ride

Fishtails snappin', cranked in the wind
Feelin' the torque that life can give
High on sunshine, low in the saddle
Headed up north, I'll put

She got glitter lites, wild nites
A rock fever cranked up loud
Pyrotechnic, magnetic
She gonna shake the ground
She got skin shows dirty poses
Sexy

Friday night round ten grab the boys get the band
Cranked under stadium lights
Girls wild, guys too
Bickering about who's getting wet and wild

don’t need a squad
On the grind, no pause
Gone in a blink I’m a dream, a mirage
Been a while since I cranked it back
Took a break for a minute, noticed

that hooker?
Tried to get a refund, pimp came and took her
To the parking lot, cranked the whip, then booked it
Knocked me on the asphalt, left a bit

the best of them
Cranked with the rest of them
Sexy I'm undressing them a certified veteran
Look, this kind of sick you can't fix with no medicine
Me

aviators
Wearing your aviators
Wearing your aviators
Wearing your
AC cranked inside
Cooled down through the night
Want to live my life
Cannot live a lie

that's what happens if you play with snakes
Look at his frame shaking like he cranked the bass
Covered in traces of all of the blame he's placed
Sour

ever stop (Yeah!)
Making every single song of mine a bop! (It’s lit!)
I cranked my Bluetooth speaker way up high
I got racks of lights to light up

sip yak get cranked
Let her hit we aint going on no date
Cause these thooters they aint love us they belong to the gang
Tip toe like I'm Blake bitch

yea)
Niggas don’t listen
Niggas be hating
Niggas be hating cuz my pockets caking
Niggas be hating greatness inna making
Niggas get cranked like they

Picked it back up, hit the Quarter back
Slide TDs Mine
Speaking of TD
Imma run yours to da bank
Ya body Get cranked
Wind u up until ya
Head is all on my

But still you've got to keep it cranked
The verse is soft, the lyrics dank
But then the volume starts to build
And we just yell and yell and yell

do what I want, when I want
I just want, to say what I want
Got wants of an artist
I want to be wanted, wanting to be bumpin'
Cranked up to the summit

yeah i'm finna get cranked
Been through the battles I don't care what you think
Thumbbin money and I'll make it go splat
I'm goin crazy I don't know how

becomes the most questioned the elephant in the room
I remember recording in corridors with no doors on them
And cranked the mother fucking subs
Until they

keeping myself
In this world
Full of drugs
With an absence of love
The hole that I'm digging
Once again being dug
The bowl being lit
Being cranked like

when it comes to money you know I love it
I'm active widdit
I'm here with Papez see me cranked off widdit
See me blacked out with a mask I'm fitted
I

release
Got the volume cranked

We need one another
We're there for each other
Contemplating rivalry
I could hit you harder
'Cause you'll be my brother

We

I just hit a lick it taste like Lawry's
Cranked a nigga now he salt and he sorry
Ain't worried bout the drip that's nothing hardly 
Watch could flood

a spin
I wouldn't be sittin on a tailgate down by the river bank
Knockin back a tall boy with the radio cranked, achin 
Tryin to tell my heart that it

blasting just as high as it can, a siren call for a willing man
I raced into the house to pick up my keys
Suddenly awake and eager to be teased
Cranked up my