Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Craccen, artist - squidnice
Date of issue: 26.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Craccen |
Yeah, ayy, trappin', trappin' |
22, ayy (22, ayy) |
Yeah, DDG |
Trappin', gang gang gang, what |
They call me Squidy the Kraken, ayy |
I get ratchet with the ratchet |
I keep the money and drugs in my matress |
Don’t need to throw my hands, I got the gadget |
What’s crackin'? |
I’m trappin' |
You lackin', we clappin' |
I make the work disappear like it’s magic |
Movin' so quick, I don’t know how it happened, ayy |
They call me Squidy the Kraken, ayy |
I get ratchet with the ratchet |
I keep the money and drugs in my matress |
Don’t need to throw my hands, I got the gadget |
What’s crackin'? |
I’m trappin' |
You lackin', we clappin' |
I make the work disappear like it’s magic |
Movin' so quick, I don’t know how it happened, ayy |
Niggas they know what I’m jackin', ayy |
They call me Squidy the Kraken, ayy |
Still hittin' licks in Manhattan, ayy |
I fuck your bitch in a mansion, ayy |
You are not fly, you a maggot, ayy |
Nigga don’t try to be savage, ayy |
I got that nine and I’m blastin', ayy |
Bitches still find me attractive, ayy |
Run through a check, ayy |
Go dumb for respect, ayy |
Come for your neck |
Link with your bitch and come for the neck, ayy |
She fell in love with the flex, ayy |
She know I’m stuntin' correct, ayy |
I am becoming the best, ayy |
So I do not fuck with rest, ayy |
Yeah I got plenty of junkies, ayy |
They are still givin' me money, ayy |
All my fiends lookin' disgusting, ayy |
They make me sick to my stomach, ayy |
Yeah I got plenty of junkies, ayy |
They are still givin' me money, ayy |
All my fiends lookin' disgusting, ayy |
They make me sick to my stomach, ayy |
They call me Squidy the Kraken, ayy |
I get ratchet with the ratchet |
I keep the money and drugs in my matress |
Don’t need to throw my hands, I got the gadget, ayy |
What’s crackin'? |
I’m trappin' |
You lackin', we clappin' |
I make the work disappear like it’s magic |
Movin' so quick, I don’t know how it happened, ayy |
Niggas they know what I’m jackin', ayy |
They call me Squidy the Kraken, ayy |
Still hittin' licks in Manhattan, ayy |
I fuck your bitch in a mansion, ayy |
You are not fly, you a maggot, ayy |
Nigga don’t try to be savage, ayy |
I got that nine and I’m blastin', ayy |
Bitches still find me attractive, ayy |
Run through a check, ayy |
Go dumb for respect, ayy |
Come for your neck |
Link with your bitch and come for the neck, ayy |
She fell in love with the flex, ayy |
She know I’m stuntin' correct, ayy |
Becoming the best, ayy |
So I do not fuck with rest, ayy |
Yeah I got plenty of junkies, ayy |