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Tyler, The Creator – Crack Era Lyrics

Read the lyrics to “Crack Era” by Tyler, The Creator.

Tyler, The Creator Crack Era cover art
Genre Alternative hip hop

Crack Era Lyrics


I dropped the gun, just let me in
I still don’t believe you’re the only one here
Ayo
Ayo
Ayo

Yeah, let that go, mane, let that go, mane, brr, yeah
Let that go, mane, let that go, mane, brr, yo
Let that go, mane, let that go, mane, brr, yeah
Let that go, mane, let that go (Yo)

Running the relay, feel like the 06TK
Me and, (Brr), riding ’round, I put white MAGs on my PK
That’s a BMX woadie, man I run like recorder
I just copped a new on_, Wallace just put in the order
Nigga two-ton_, two-door, watchin’ Juno, you know
Who them is when you see niggas in them Unos
I’m that nigga that nigga, I’m that boy, I’m that boy
You better watch before that cookie turn y’all niggas ahoy
We Chip ‘n’-

Let that go, mane, let that go, mane, brr (Yeah)
Let that go, mane, let that go, mane, brr (Yo)
Let that go, mane, let that go, mane, brr (Yeah)
Let that go, mane, let that go, mane (Yo)

My Hoover Chrysler ruger clips
Like Ludacris, I throw a bow
I finish him like Liu King, I want the brain like Al Snow
I mean the head like cabeza, perky meds on my dresser
MAC-11 at the reverend, sneak in Heaven with suporessors
The Cucamonga Cracker Killers, shootin’ bitches, slappin’ niggas
Way before I did this rapping I was out here jackin’ niggas
I mean, like jacking was my skill
Jack your pounds and jack your pills
Catch you lacking by the hill, we jackin’ niggas, Jack and Jill
Jackass, Knoxville, double seals and Seroquels
Don’t tattle-tale, lips sealed, if you squeal you get killed
DJ Drama, Navy Seal cannons in your Gangsta Grillz
Tupac juice I keep the tote
Just like Q I let it go, woah

Yeah, let that go, mane, let that go, mane, brr, yeah
Let that go, mane, let that go, mane, brr, yo
Let that go, mane, let that go, mane, brr, yeah
Let that go, mane, let that go (Yo)