Crunchtime lyrics

These n*ggas a joke, that’s why I be laughing
Know I'm up next, I got what they lackin'
Posted in black, I feel like I'm Batman
Spark up the L while she gimme a lap dance

Pop out there cut, n*gga what's happening
Come with a rocket I come with a fat man
Big homie in the cut with the draco
Now you better lay low

Bad b*tches they gon' do what I say so
Sippin' on drink, it’s still rip fredo
Sit back and laugh, I stack up the pesos
Hit me a stain then I’m screaming let’s go

He be on Twitter, he said he a demon
Cut of the snakes, I know they be schemin'
Pull out my di*k and I got that b*tch creaming
Pop his first perc, now he cannot stop feenin'

Showing up high, baby I’m leaning
Say that fire I know that they reaching
Pull out a blade now I got yo' ass leakin'
Follow my steps I might have to start teaching

She wanna f*ck because I’m Puerto Rican
Thick b*tch wanna stay 4 the weekend
I walk out the door, I know they be leeches
You ain’t talking 'bout some money, stop speaking
I had to cut off these n*ggas my gang we be stomping on necks
I was a goofy but now I’m up next
Only 'bout us, don’t care bout the rest
You want hit a juug, then it’s ight bet

Pop out the cut I ain’t wearing no vest
I was down bad so I had to invest
I’m starting the game, their ass on the bench
Knock him out the park like I'm on the mets

I know you be sleeping, but n*gga it’s crunchtime
Hit up that b*tch she gon' f*ck for the first time
All of my goons posted up on the front line
Keeping them waiting like they on the lunch line

Thinking he hot but I know that he trash
I was behind so I ran to the bag
I’m at the function, but it’s a drag
They wanna bite 'cause I got the swag

You talking sh*t now I’m shaking my head
n*ggas be kids I'ma put 'em to bed
Talking real slick but he ain’t go bread
Taking his soul, I’m making him beg

Run in his crib, I chop off his legs
Come to the scene and I'm painting it red
I know he be crying he wanna be dead
n*ggas be faggots I said what I said