“PCP” is the 5th entry in KRANE’s 7th album, Fallout. The song was produced by KRANE and B. Lewis, featuring the vocal talent of Nick row.
The song originally started out as an EDM track (Similarly titled “PCP”) and was re-released in 2017 with some major reworking to help make room for the vocals.
[Intro/Chorus]
I been, fuckin', bussin' out everyone 'round me
I been, fuckin', bussin' out everyone 'round me, nigga
I been, fuckin', bussin' out everyone 'round me
I been, fuckin'-
I been, fuckin'-
[Verse 1]
Bussin' out everyone 'round me nigga
And they count me out as logic got them plottin'
And all of them be droppin' till they drowsy, nigga
I told them that I'm lucky that they found me, nigga
I was playin' with the pistol, brought the Browning, nigga
Caught a paper from the rip, I pick a nigga off the top;
If they quick, they ain't gone from the bounty, nigga
And I'ma push it back
Till I equip a Mac
Still sittin' sideways, tryna push a pack
Straight up ghosts, they lookin' back
They're only talk. When they tough they name the nigga they lookin' at
I done made a hundred bodies for every place that I been in
He done caught a body for every face in attendance
We can bring your partners, want everything from the (?)
If a nigga part of a fight, gonna levitate to ascendence
[Chorus]
I been, fuckin', bussin' out everyone 'round me
I been, fuckin', bussin' out everyone 'round me, nigga
I been, fuckin', bussin' out everyone 'round me
I been, fuckin'-
I been, fuckin'-
I been, fuckin', bussin' out everyone 'round me
I been, fuckin', bussin' out everyone 'round me
[Verse 2]
Get your phone out
'Cause your favorite rapper walkin' by the wrong house
You know the deuce fun, I might just pull this card and
Then see what's on the motherfuckin' song now
Cause I was really gettin' a feel you were stumblin', nigga
Fuck in the dope game had it rumblin', nigga
Patty-caked up on his hoe, we told 'em "Baby would you want me?" and if they took a mistake then we would bundle a nigga
I'm back. (Blat!)
I might step on (?) in the yard
In a different lane with this strap shit
Same heat though, just dash when these killas be passin'
Run up on the same nigga I was on a track with
Back up!
My leg done came up
For you to bring my name up
Like I'm close to y'all. Hope to God that your father die
If it's really on me, nigga, I'm killing both of y'all! (Lord have mercy)
[Chorus]
I been, fuckin', bussin' out everyone 'round me
I been, fuckin', bussin' out everyone 'round me, nigga
I been, fuckin', bussin' out everyone 'round me
I been, fuckin'-
I been, fuckin'-