Get Crunk/What You Mad For? lyrics

(Intro: Yamine)
Yeah! Yamine shoutout to the best group ever! Three6Mafia! I know I’m Midwest, but I still gotta pay homage dawg!!!

(Hook: Yamine)
Get Crunk in this b*tch
Get Crunk in this b*tch
Get Crunk in this b*tch
Get Crunk in this b*tch
What You Mad for? b*tch!!
What You Mad for? b*tch!!
What You Mad for? b*tch!!
Get Crunk in this b*tch
I ain’t neva been a hoe
Get Crunk in this b*tch
Get Crunk in this b*tch
What You Mad for? b*tch!!
What You Mad for? b*tch!!
Get Crunk in this b*tch
Get Crunk in this b*tch
Get Crunk in this b*tch


(Verse 1: Yamine)
I like my OGS so paying homage my go get her (YEAH!)
I’m not R Kelly ain’t no b*tches I’mma p*ss on (f*ck YOU!)
I p*ss on all you capping ass rappers straight b*tch hoes (b*tch!)
Just because we family don’t make us Kinfolk (COON!)
(Verse 2: Yamine)
I ain’t never been no hoe, all my Opps is getting smoked (yessir!)
Pull up in the Rove, he gon’ see a holy ghost (Jesus!)
I f*ck a n*gga wife, didn’t know she was a thot [YEAH HOE!]
Riding on this c*ck, nonstop, in the parking lot (Damn!)

(Verse 3: Yamine)
I be with the triggerrrs, drunk off that liquorrrr
Always on Patron’ Avion is the drinkkaaaa
Call-up an old crush, I forgot her name was Ninnnaaaa
Successful with the art, didn’t know she a freakkaaaaa

(Verse 4: Yamine)
Trilling and killing we drilling these n*ggas we smoking on the bud
I f*cking these hoes, I’m doing these shows, I did the devil’s does!
Trippy vibes, island guys, Tee Grizz, does his duty
Eminem G.O.T NoLifeShaq Kill em


(Hook: Yamine)
Get Crunk in this b*tch
Get Crunk in this b*tch
Get Crunk in this b*tch
WGet Crunk in this b*tch
What You Mad for? b*tch!!
What You Mad for? b*tch!!
What You Mad for? b*tch!!
Get Crunk in this b*tch
I ain’t neva been a hoe
Get Crunk in this b*tch
Get Crunk in this b*tch
What You Mad for? b*tch!!
What You Mad for? b*tch!!
Get Crunk in this b*tch
Get Crunk in this b*tch
Get Crunk in this b*tch
(Verse 5: Yamine)
GTA 5 with a nine I put it to his chest (YEAH!)
Blood gang I use to rep until I got pressed (n*ggA!)
n*gga lying all the time yeah feeling all stressed (OH!)
OGS told me not to do that sh*t I felt a threat (YEAH!)

(Verse 5: Yamine)
I ain’t never been the type of n*gga to fold in a beef (no)
When you see me it’s on sight, leave his body in the streets (uh huh)
All this homage from one dude, soldiers steppin Duke Duece[YEAH HOE]
Memphis Tenn, IND, Young Dolph is the truth[YEAH HOE]

(Verse 6: Yamine)
I’m sick of all these haterrrrrssss
These hoes pus*y just like cratterrrrssss
I can’t tell time but my 9 is the makerrrrrrr
Ship-shift shakerrrrr
Money fraudulent he a cakerrrrr
Gay ass n*gga put the di*k in his bakerrrr

(Verse 7: Yamine)
I’m flowing and showing the industry my talented lyrical ability
Subliminal disses to rappers and enemies, I rather address this individually
Addicted to ink and typing letters on word, making thousands of songs that don’t release
Soundcloud POW HOW BOW WOW OG in this thing