CRUNK!
Okay, soon as I walk on the stage, them niggas get CRUNK
Nigga, you hearin' that bass, we makin' em jump
Okay, that boy not gettin' no change, that nigga a chump
White bitch she said that she wanna get her a lil' taste, I gave her a bump
Woah, I told my nigga to go ahead and take off his face, they hop out that trunk
Woah, don't know why this nigga keep tryna play, we turn that lil' boy to a punk
ARP it might jus take off his fade I turn that lil' boy to a monk
Lil bitch keep askin' me, "what is that smell?" I told her we smokin' on skunk
If I get locked then I'm catchin' that bail, no, I cannot sleep on a bunk
Yeah, my nigga, he got packs in the mail, good gas and it came with a funk
I think that bitch wanna go to the bed, cause shawty keep grabbin my junk
Yeah, that nigga had the bag and he failed that ship he was sailin' just sunk
Okay, I heard that nigga like 25, ain't got no house, yeah that nigga a joke
Nigga, talm bout i, can't come in that bitch with my fye, so I'm bringin' my poke
Lil bitch she liking my vibe by the end of the night, I'll be grabbin' her throat
Hollup, Tell that lil boy, you can have that lil' shit, now you know I can't trip out a ho
I cannot trip, cause I got me a brand new vibe, I'm drivin' that boat
Nigga, I just hit up Melrose, I went and bought me a coat
Nigga want smoke, put the shells on the floor, send that lil nigga afloat
Got a lil' bitch on the bed, she gettin' me fed, I'm makin' her soak
Nigga, you hearin' that bass, we makin' em jump
Okay, that boy not gettin' no change, that nigga a chump
White bitch she said that she wanna get her a lil' taste, I gave her a bump
Woah, I told my nigga to go ahead and take off his face, they hop out that trunk
Woah, don't know why this nigga keep tryna play, we turn that lil' boy to a punk
ARP it might jus take off his fade I turn that lil' boy to a monk
Lil bitch keep askin' me, "what is that smell?" I told her we smokin' on skunk
If I get locked then I'm catchin' that bail, no, I cannot sleep on a bunk
Yeah, my nigga, he got packs in the mail, good gas and it came with a funk
I think that bitch wanna go to the bed, cause shawty keep grabbin my junk
Yeah, that nigga had the bag and he failed that ship he was sailin' just sunk
Okay, I heard that nigga like 25, ain't got no house, yeah that nigga a joke
Nigga, talm bout i, can't come in that bitch with my fye, so I'm bringin' my poke
Lil bitch she liking my vibe by the end of the night, I'll be grabbin' her throat
Hollup, Tell that lil boy, you can have that lil' shit, now you know I can't trip out a ho
I cannot trip, cause I got me a brand new vibe, I'm drivin' that boat
Nigga, I just hit up Melrose, I went and bought me a coat
Nigga want smoke, put the shells on the floor, send that lil nigga afloat
Got a lil' bitch on the bed, she gettin' me fed, I'm makin' her soak
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Writer(s): Kairo Lepharaon
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