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Cracked!
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Cracked! was released on March 28, 2022 by Bad Luck Invasion 2022 as a part of the album Cracked! - Single
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Release DateMarch 28, 2022
LabelBad Luck Invasion 2022
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lee Penn Sky
Lee Penn Sky
Songwriter
Kenny Adam Segal
Kenny Adam Segal
Composer
Devin Anthony Bailey
Devin Anthony Bailey
Songwriter
Isaiah Barber
Isaiah Barber
Songwriter

Lyrics

Well I'm just tryna chill but
This crazy bitch I fucking hooked up with just keep texting my phone
See?
Sorry i don't walk I (shit)
Sorry i don't walk I
Sorry I don't walk I
Ay, sorry I don't walk I
Sorry I walk
Sorry I don't
Sorry Ion walk out run it
40 leave him dead one punch man
Choppa' get to go goddamn thund-in
I bring the got damn thunder in
Leave a big hole in your torso (uh)
Next to the hole in yo stomach (uh)
Y'all just whole bunch of weirdos (what?)
(Back to the party where hoe got snatched
And ya bro got whacked **** what the fuck is that?)
Sorry ion walk I walk I what? (uhh)
Sorry ion walk I walk I what? (uhh)
What uh
(Uhhhhh)
40 leave yo ass one punch man
Y'all **** pussy like kitten
Beat up the cat imma villain
All we do is pop pills
And crack them seals
Bad bitch in the back
On crack
Cops came so she stuffed the crack
She stuffed it in her crack
I'm glad this hoe was black
You know cause black don't fucking crack
I popped a perc then I took a mothafuckin' nap
(Uh)
Stuck in a trance
I cannot advance
I Walk in a function with a stick in my pants
I pulled up on **** you know that they ran
I ride around town with a glock and a band
Hall of fame **** like yes I am grand
Gimme respect like im Uncle Sam Never
Fucking bitches cause I never gave a damn
Shooting though houses yea shits going bland
I try my hypnosis, I'm stuck in psychosis
I know that it's hard I'm the **** who wrote it
Saw it up close HD Ultra
My flow is so cold, put it in a tundra
Load up some bullets, aim where ya dome at
Fuck all that talking it's time to get go back
Oh my god
Sorry Ion walk out run it
40 leave him dead one punch man
Choppa' get to go goddamn thund-in
I bring the got damn thunder in
Leave a big hole in your torso (uh)
Next to the hole in yo stomach (uh)
Y'all just whole bunch of weirdos (what?)
Y'all **** a whole bunch of, what?
There go tn kris you know that boy he a star
Bitch there go tn kris you know he raising the
Bar
Damn pockets so big can see them hoes from a far
Just dicked down your girl then took off in her car
Lately been feeling like an animal that's the wrong fuckin song
Bitch BADLUCK! the best and you can't tell me
I'm wrong
Had yo moms at my place takin hits from the bong
All these rappers suck they sing the make fuckin song
Count up a band outta straight fucking ones
Yo mom told me that I'm her favorite son
Piss off lee and you know you better run
ICKY and ZAYA beat yo ass just for fun
Only 15 beat yo ass like grown man
Stealing yo girl ask her to slow dance
Just want pussy don't care bout romance
Fuckin with us you know we gone throw hands
Tryna talk to me I ain't paying attention
Got too many hoes I forgot who I'm textin
Fucked a goth bitch pussy feeling like heaven
Make a movie with yo girl got me feelin like Quentin
Skyrim and bitches only thing that I play
Writing hella rhymes like every day
Chillin with yo moms and she callin me bae
Cut yo head off leave it out on display bitch
Sorry Ion walk out run it
40 leave him dead one punch man
Choppa' get to go goddamn thund-in
I bring the got damn thunder in
Leave a big hole in your torso (uh)
Next to the hole in yo stomach (uh)
Y'all just whole bunch of weirdos (what?)
(Back to the party where hoe got snatched
And ya bro got whacked **** what the fuck is that?)
Sorry Ion walk out run it
40 leave him dead one punch man
Choppa' get to go goddamn thund-in
I bring the got damn thunder in
Leave a big hole in your torso (uh)
Next to the hole in yo stomach (uh)
Y'all just whole bunch of weirdos (what?)
(Back to the party where hoe got snatched
And ya bro got whacked **** what the fuck is that?)
They say "lee what the fuck it do"
I'm jus chillin with my crew
That Boy Kris, he an animal he came straight out the fuckin zoo
Leave you lyin on the pavement, bloody bruised up black and blue
We countin up the bands like it's one fish two
Fuck it , we lit, dont ride without the stick
Click clack blow I catch two bullets in yo neck
I might hit a lick upon yo bitch
You cant even find her clit
She like how I dresses, tee with faded misfits
Shawty call me babes, need a diaper im the shit
We might catch a body so its best if you dont slips
We might fuck around and make a hundred fuckin hits
Leavin brain all on the carpet look like fuckin grits
Sorry Ion walk out run it
40 leave him dead one punch man
Choppa' get to go goddamn thund-in
I bring the got damn thunder in
Leave a big hole in your torso (uh)
Next to the hole in yo stomach (uh)
Y'all just whole bunch of weirdos (uh y'all **** a whole bunch of what?)
Sorry Ion walk out run it
40 leave him dead one punch man
Choppa' get to go goddamn thund-in
I bring the got damn thunder in
Leave a big hole in your torso (uh)
Next to the hole in yo stomach (uh)
Y'all just whole bunch of weirdos (what?)
(Back to the party where hoe got snatched
And ya bro got whacked **** what the fuck is that?)
40 leave yo ass one punch man
Y'all **** pussy like kitten
Beat up the cat imma villain
All we do is pop pills
And crack them seals
Bad bitch in the back
On crack
Cops came so she stuffed the crack
She stuffed it in her crack
I'm glad this hoe was black
You know cause black don't fucking crack
I popped a perc then I took a mothafuckin' nap (nap, nap, nap,nap, nap, nap,)
(ICKY BOUT TO FLEX)
Written by: 3 Ully, Aaron Romo, Devin Anthony Bailey, Greyson Lee, Guy Nelson, Isaiah Barber, Jaden Hone, Kenny Adam Segal, Tony Aceb
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