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CRANK was released on March 27, 2026 by Records/Columbia as a part of the album WOR$T GIRL IN AMERICA

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00:55 - 01:00

CRANK was discovered most frequently at around 55 seconds into the song during the past week

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OVERVIEW

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Songwriter

Austin Dale Corona

Austin Dale Corona

Songwriter

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Austin Dale Corona

Austin Dale Corona

Producer

Producer

Clint Gibbs

Mixing Engineer

Randy Merrill

Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

I'm gettin' tweaky, I'm headin' out

Bitch, I'm on to somethin'

I stray just like a dog addicted to that heavy fuckin'

I wanna get on it, jump on him

Ride it until the mornin'

I'm leaving this party, it's shit

And all of these bitches boring

Call up your dealer, it's that time of night

Let me get you right

Let me get you right

Crank it, uh

Turn up the speakers, do not piss me off

Paris to New York

What you standin' for?

Crank it, uh

[Chorus]

I stay straight, I stay bad, I keep my finger on the trigger

I'm so bad, my hoes bad

If I get drunk, might have to ring her

She pick up, then we fuck

I get so gay off that tequila

I need some dick for Tuesday

Let me go put out some feelers

[Refrain]

Crank it, uh

[Verse 2]

He wanna fuck Slayyyter

Richard, we should link later

Get to my hotel and suck him off

In the elevator

Saint Laurent

Jacket on the ground

I'ma money maker

I spill the salt shaker

Buckle bunny, bad behavior

Bitch, I'm on junkie time

Drop dimes

Big truck, crank up

Sublime

That's right

That's right

That's what I fuckin' like

Can't say no sentences right

My eyes go blind

My mind is fine, it's, uh

Alright

Alright

Alright

[Refrain]

Crank it, uh

[Chorus]

I stay straight, I stay bad, I keep my finger on the trigger

I'm so bad, my hoes bad

If I get drunk, might have to ring her

She pick up, then we fuck

I get so gay off that tequila

I need some dick for Tuesday

Let me go put out some feelers

Written by: Austin Dale Corona, Slayyyter, Wyatt Bernard

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