Pull up to your block on my tomato Watch out, throw it at yo head and Bombard ya
Ay, yeah, I feel like a f*cking Charger F*ck that, I'm a super.. Charger Pulling up with that cash like the Licky Gang Pull up to the cave, then I throw a f*cking
Batarang Pull up in the tank with my boy Vitaly
Oh shit, I just lost my f*cking car key
Pulling up with the Blicky on my waistband
Fill my cup with the drink and get a face tat Passing out on the floor, did you lace that
Waking up in the motherf*cking basement Took a walk and I ate a f*cking oak tree
Feel like Carti, cause you know that I get no sleep
Making bread, bitch, you know it isn't Mouldy
Leave that bitch on read, cause you know that I be low-key
Crankshaft II (feat. MC-AD) Video (MV)
Performed By: Playboi Tomato
Language: English
Length: 1:28
Written by: Archie Dawson, Jayden Sexton
Playboi Tomato - Crankshaft II (feat. MC-AD) Lyrics
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Pull up to your block on my tomato Watch out, throw it at yo head and Bombard ya
Ay, yeah, I feel like a f*cking Charger F*ck that, I'm a super.. Charger Pulling up with that cash like the Licky Gang Pull up to the cave, then I throw a f*cking
Batarang Pull up in the tank with my boy Vitaly
Oh shit, I just lost my f*cking car key
Pulling up with the Blicky on my waistband
Fill my cup with the drink and get a face tat Passing out on the floor, did you lace that
Waking up in the motherf*cking basement Took a walk and I ate a f*cking oak tree
Feel like Carti, cause you know that I get no sleep
Making bread, bitch, you know it isn't Mouldy
Leave that bitch on read, cause you know that I be low-key
Ay, yeah, I feel like a f*cking Charger F*ck that, I'm a super.. Charger Pulling up with that cash like the Licky Gang Pull up to the cave, then I throw a f*cking
Batarang Pull up in the tank with my boy Vitaly
Oh shit, I just lost my f*cking car key
Pulling up with the Blicky on my waistband
Fill my cup with the drink and get a face tat Passing out on the floor, did you lace that
Waking up in the motherf*cking basement Took a walk and I ate a f*cking oak tree
Feel like Carti, cause you know that I get no sleep
Making bread, bitch, you know it isn't Mouldy
Leave that bitch on read, cause you know that I be low-key
Writer: Archie Dawson, Jayden Sexton
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid