Crankin Up Lyrics

I feel like cranking

Up I'm just waiting

For a fuck nigga

To say something

Undertaker they did

Not see Kane coming

Wrist game make a

Bitch wanna hate on em

Aye they can't hate on em

Feeling like I'm old

Limp Bizkit

I'm finna break something

All gas pedal to the flow

Ain't no brakes hun

Keep this shit one hundred nation

We don't have talk

Two hundred and twenty-threes gone do the chasing

He won't ever walk

Had to get out of the basement

To the ceiling dog

Been jumped off the porch

You was hating dog

Treat the pain

Just like a Polaroid

Watch me shake it off

I feel like cranking

Up I'm just waiting

For a fuck nigga

To say something

Undertaker they did

Not see Kane coming

Wrist game make a

Bitch wanna hate on em

Aye they can't hate on em

Every day with me amazing

You can't fake the smile

Used to always be impatient

But greatness takes awhile

Used to also hate rejection

But I'm rejecting now

Never saw life as a blessing

I was tripping out

I Feel Like Crankin Up

The bedroom or

The kitchen where you

Wanna fuck Chris Rock

He ain't do nothing

We was running up

In the club off the tequila

We gone break stuff

Man they hate us

Whole gang vibe contagious

This ain't fake love

Don't need no

Standing ovation

This just how we rock,

Told yo bitch send the location Now we got the drop

I feel like cranking

Up I'm just waiting

For a fuck nigga

To say something

Undertaker they did

Not see Kane coming

Wrist game make a

Bitch wanna hate on em

Aye they can't hate on em