crunch

Lyrics

[Intro] (Chxsen) Go, go Go, go Go, go Go, go [Chorus] No time, onna crunch Hell no, you not hittin' my blunt Damn bitch, is you wit' it or what? Flex up, way I wake up n stunt Racks up, seen a bag n she stunned No I can't stop makin' these plays, need a honeybun N this bitch brought a friend, lemme have a lil fun wit' them But her other friend chopped, man I pray she don't come wit' 'em [Verse] Want a dap but that's not my guy Inna crib, lemme call my vibe Racks comin' in, Mashallah Bitch want me, I'll come right by On my dick but I don't 'een try Soss rollin' like, "Damn, I'm fried" Smokin' that bullshit like he not fried Off this dope, I might lift off Don't got no cut, Soss he pourin' that Lipton Big Glock sit-big Glock sit right on my hip though Wanted smoke but that fuck nigga dipped though Play his song bitch you know imma skip those Not tryna hear nun of that shi Not tryna hear nun of that shi Not tryna hear-not tryn' hear nun of that shi Get the rock n I call me that iso I know, these niggas watch from the side tho Side hoe, she not 'een really my type tho And my pockets too fat damn they might need a lipo Greenin' out, I thought this was a light bowl No he not one of mine, don't know my code Pockets heavy, got titties like gyno I be stressin' n shi, hit the blunt then I'm fine ho These niggas not on shi, fuck it not nun Why he-why he keep talkin', nigga my son Thinkin' it's sweet but I'm not one of them Niggas switchin' n shi when they see all these funds Bitches switchin' n shi when they see all these funds I throw five-I throw five but I'm really the one I throw five-I throw five but I'm really the one [Chorus] No time, onna crunch Hell no, you not hittin' my blunt Damn bitch, is you wit' it or what? Flex up, way I wake up n stunt Racks up, seen a bag n she stunned No I can't stop makin' these plays, need a honeybun N this bitch brought a friend, lemme have a lil fun wit' them But her other friend chopped, man I pray she don't come wit' 'em