Crunch Time - Radio Edit
Crunch time
Break it down on a plate bag it up or sell it whole ni**a lunch time
Young ni**a in a hustle mode really selling weed in na lunch line
Full speed ahead jumped out to a foot race on a one time
Swear to god if he up his pole Im a turn around and ima dump mine
Break it down on a plate bag it up or sell it whole ni**a lunch time
Young ni**a in a hustle mode really selling weed in a lunch line
Full speed ahead jumped out to a foot race on a one time
Swear to god if he up his pole Im a turn around and Im a dump mine
Post up wit the load on me and a fire stick no kindle
I can't be mixed in the bullshit I really came up off a blender
Losing grip from the pressure hope this music shit hold like suspenders
Still moving like a soldier never say die nigga no surrender
I got mouthes to feed I used to get it off pounds of weed
Now I be fuckin with houses and deeds
And I keep a freak that a get on her knees
Pour it up put some ice in it please
Drank got me plus I'm fighting the weed
Cool shit like I'm catching a breeze
New bitch like I switch out my tees
Catch me a flight and I'm outta there off ya might never see me again
Cus I really know that you niggas is haters it hurt you to see me to win
Shorty a sweetie she said I was different you know I was stickin it in
But I'll never trust her and I'll never love her tomorr I'm hittin her friend
Crunch time
Break it down on a plate bag it up or sell it whole ni**a lunch time
Young ni**a in a hustle mode really selling weed in na lunch line
Full speed ahead jumped out to a foot race on a one time
Swear to god if he up his pole Im a turn around and ima dump mine
Break it down on a plate bag it up or sell it whole ni**a lunch time
Young ni**a in a hustle mode really selling weed in a lunch line
Full speed ahead jumped out to a foot race on a one time
Swear to god if he up his pole Im a turn around and Im a dump mine
Crunch time with this money gettin shit
Dawg food weed scam hit licks
You ain't gettin money you a misfit
Call me when it's green Im a get rich
Tell me what the price ima make it flip
Tell me what you like ima take a trip
Keep it air tight gotta get it zipped
Every thang clean ni**a can't slip nawl
Said you was on the outs ballin how the hell you can't make a call
I don't really wanna kick homie tryna make a sell that's all
Fake nigga will settle for the clout real nigga wanna ball
Jhood got indicted back to back ni**a both times stood tall
Everybody gotta hustle for it can't walk then just crawl
Shit ain't really bout the speed ni**a don't stop just can't stall
Comin home to the seeds if I gotta buss you down till you fall
Can't fuck with a weak bitch under no circumstance that's law
Crunch time
Break it down on a plate bag it up or sell it whole ni**a lunch time
Young ni**a in a hustle mode really selling weed in na lunch line
Full speed ahead jumped out to a foot race on a one time
Swear to god if he up his pole Im a turn around and ima dump mine
Break it down on a plate bag it up or sell it whole ni**a lunch time
Young ni**a in a hustle mode really selling weed in a lunch line
Full speed ahead jumped out to a foot race on a one time
Swear to god if he up his pole Im a turn around and Im a dump mine
Break it down on a plate bag it up or sell it whole ni**a lunch time
Young ni**a in a hustle mode really selling weed in na lunch line
Full speed ahead jumped out to a foot race on a one time
Swear to god if he up his pole Im a turn around and ima dump mine
Break it down on a plate bag it up or sell it whole ni**a lunch time
Young ni**a in a hustle mode really selling weed in a lunch line
Full speed ahead jumped out to a foot race on a one time
Swear to god if he up his pole Im a turn around and Im a dump mine
Post up wit the load on me and a fire stick no kindle
I can't be mixed in the bullshit I really came up off a blender
Losing grip from the pressure hope this music shit hold like suspenders
Still moving like a soldier never say die nigga no surrender
I got mouthes to feed I used to get it off pounds of weed
Now I be fuckin with houses and deeds
And I keep a freak that a get on her knees
Pour it up put some ice in it please
Drank got me plus I'm fighting the weed
Cool shit like I'm catching a breeze
New bitch like I switch out my tees
Catch me a flight and I'm outta there off ya might never see me again
Cus I really know that you niggas is haters it hurt you to see me to win
Shorty a sweetie she said I was different you know I was stickin it in
But I'll never trust her and I'll never love her tomorr I'm hittin her friend
Crunch time
Break it down on a plate bag it up or sell it whole ni**a lunch time
Young ni**a in a hustle mode really selling weed in na lunch line
Full speed ahead jumped out to a foot race on a one time
Swear to god if he up his pole Im a turn around and ima dump mine
Break it down on a plate bag it up or sell it whole ni**a lunch time
Young ni**a in a hustle mode really selling weed in a lunch line
Full speed ahead jumped out to a foot race on a one time
Swear to god if he up his pole Im a turn around and Im a dump mine
Crunch time with this money gettin shit
Dawg food weed scam hit licks
You ain't gettin money you a misfit
Call me when it's green Im a get rich
Tell me what the price ima make it flip
Tell me what you like ima take a trip
Keep it air tight gotta get it zipped
Every thang clean ni**a can't slip nawl
Said you was on the outs ballin how the hell you can't make a call
I don't really wanna kick homie tryna make a sell that's all
Fake nigga will settle for the clout real nigga wanna ball
Jhood got indicted back to back ni**a both times stood tall
Everybody gotta hustle for it can't walk then just crawl
Shit ain't really bout the speed ni**a don't stop just can't stall
Comin home to the seeds if I gotta buss you down till you fall
Can't fuck with a weak bitch under no circumstance that's law
Crunch time
Break it down on a plate bag it up or sell it whole ni**a lunch time
Young ni**a in a hustle mode really selling weed in na lunch line
Full speed ahead jumped out to a foot race on a one time
Swear to god if he up his pole Im a turn around and ima dump mine
Break it down on a plate bag it up or sell it whole ni**a lunch time
Young ni**a in a hustle mode really selling weed in a lunch line
Full speed ahead jumped out to a foot race on a one time
Swear to god if he up his pole Im a turn around and Im a dump mine
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Writer(s): Demetric Smith
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