Lyrics Rav3 p4rty (feat. Kranky Kranky) - Yeat , Kranky Kranky

(Dulio)
Yeah, yeah (ooh)
Yeah (yeah, ooh-ooh, yeah, ooh, hey)
I just pulled up in a lamb' and that big body slam
That big body flam, that big body, fuck
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, what?)
Big body sittin' outside, got big body truck
Got big body truck, don't give a fuck
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, what?)
This a wide body, we keep on the juice
Got molly, got shrooms, got everything plus
Flyer than everyone, bitch, you can't fuck with the gang
No, you cannot fuck wit' us
(Phew, rippin' the curb up the, phew)
Rippin' the curb up the bitch (swerve)
I put the swerve in that bitch (swerve)
I put the swerve on the tank (swerve)
I put the swerve in the tonka (hey)
I put the swerve on everyone's head, bitch
We gon' pull up, luh chonka (luh chonka)
Don't give no fucks, uh, luh chonka (yeah)
I got racks, bitch, don't pay me what you wanna (Yeah, yeah)
Fill 'em with lead (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Make him slumber (yeah, yeah, what?)
I don't give a fuck what you said (nah)
Delete my number (what? Dulio)
Yeah, I'm on the edge (yeah)
Yeah, I'm on the edge (yeah)
Yeah, I'm on the edge (yeah)
Yeah, I'm on the edge (yeah, yeah)
Poppin' the X (yeah, yeah)
It's time to flex (twenty-four seven)
I'm on they necks, yeah, sprayin' the TECs (bwah)
Yeah, I'm on they necks, got a couple of sticks
Got a couple of blicks (bwah, bwah)
Feel like Osama, this shit 'bout to stick
This shit 'bout to blow (yeah)
Pull up at shows (yeah)
Pull up at my show, I'm golden (yeah)
I'm not from London, bitch (yeah)
I'm not your average bloke (woah)
No average shows, no average hoes (ugh)
Nothin' on me is average (no)
We don't do average shows (huh)
To half of these kids, I'm really they dad (huh)
I already had the results (huh)
You can't even handle this shit (huh)
You're like a joke, you better grab you some rope (huh)
This wave that you on, flam big
Never gets old, do what you supposed
Play in your role, you is a hoe
I let y'all know, just stick to a pro
(D-D-Dulio)
Yeah, yeah (ooh)
Yeah (yeah, ooh-ooh, yeah, ooh, hey)
I just pulled up in a lamb' and that big body slam
That big body flam, that big body, fuck
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, what?)
Big body sittin' outside, got big body truck
Got big body truck, don't give a fuck
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, what?)
This a wide body, we keep on the juice
Got molly, got shrooms, got everything plus
Flyer than everyone, bitch, you can't fuck with the gang
No, you cannot fuck wit' us
(Phew, rippin' the curb up the, phew)
Rippin' the curb up the bitch (swerve)
I put the swerve in that bitch (swerve)
I put the swerve on the tank (swerve)
I put the swerve in the tonka (hey)
I put the swerve on everyone's head, bitch
We gon' pull up, luh chonka (luh chonka)
Don't give no fucks, uh, luh chonka (yeah)
I got racks, bitch, don't pay me what you wanna (Yeah, yeah)
Fill 'em with lead (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Make him slumber (yeah, yeah, what?)
I don't give a fuck what you said (nah)
Delete my number (what? D-D-Dulio)
Yeah, I'm on the edge (yeah)
Yeah, I'm on the edge (yeah)
Yeah, I'm on the edge (yeah)
Yeah, I'm on the edge (yeah, yeah)
Poppin' the X (yeah, yeah)
It's time to flex (twenty-four seven)
I'm on they necks, yeah, sprayin' the TECs (bwah)
Yeah, I'm on they necks, got a couple of sticks
Got a couple of blicks (bwah, bwah)
Feel like Osama, this shit 'bout to stick
This shit 'bout to blow (yeah)
Pull up at shows (yeah)
Pull up at my show, I'm golden (yeah)
I'm not from London, bitch (yeah)
I'm not your average bloke (woah)