Crunch Time (Radio Edit) Lyrics

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