No Munchies Pt 2 lyrics

[Intro: Raud & 2Rare]
(It's Steez The Producer)
Uh-huh
Ah-Yeah, uh-huh
Ah-huh, Ah-huh

[Verse 1: Raud & Bril>]
I'm on the beat so you know that I'm-
I'm on the beat so you know that I'm scatted (Scatted)
Y'all talk cheese, but n*ggas don't have it (Don't have it)
Raud Geez don't cuff with the baggage
Test the gang, and that sh*t got tragic
He said where I'm from? He askin' (Askin')
Is he pressing, he tripping, he cussin' (Cussin')
If I pull out this gun, then he runnin' (Runnin')
She said I'm her man, I be jumpin' (Jumpin')
She said that she hate how I'm comin' (I'm comin')
I know that she like how I'm humpin' (I'm humpin')
This part 2, and we cookin' No Munchies (Munchies)
Raud Gz, n*gga bring more hoes to the scene
If you over 18, then I'm pokin' again (Uh-huh)
Might kill these n*ggas for gloatin' again (Uh-huh)
Tell Ice Spice that I'm on again (FBI Open up!)

[Chorus: Raud & Bril]
n*ggas trippin', I'm shootin' my shot (my shot)
Isis bad, I need me a bop (a bop)
That sh*t fat, I'm going to see you again (again)
Got my mans, for you baddie friend (her friend)
It's Raud Gz, we got on our hoodies (uh-huh)
Got Nikes on techs, don't call me A Boogie (uh-huh)
Like damn, 'cause she in her mood ( Uh-huh)
I'm on again, you know I'ma choose (di*khead)
[Verse 2: Bril]
You know I'ma to choose
I'm with 2Humpy, we throwin' up 2's
If you not f*ckin', she's getting the boot
I do the hips, and I'm getting real loose
I walk in the party, bro doing the Brocklee
Lil' bro going crazy, Raud is you gon' to stop him?
These n*ggas ain't do what I do, they gon' copy
All of these b*tches on di*k, is some thotties (Thotties)
n*ggas trippin', I'm voting for Trump
b*tch know how I'm comin', I'm just tryna hump
She said I'm a munch, b*tch keep it a buck
It's me and Raud Gz, we're just trying to f*ck
I f*ck her real nice, I'm giving her wood
She say that she love me, she told me it's good
I'm a project baby, I come from the hood
Me trust in a b*tch? I wish that I would

[Verse 3: 2Rare & Brock]
Wish n*gga wood, like a tree in this b*tch
I ain't no munch, I ain't eating that sh*t
Keep runnin' your mouth, b*tch give me some lip
I might just (Call an Uber, Lyft)
She got, 8 legs that b*tch keep running
8 shells, got more than a dozen
100 Gz in the ride, I'm talking about money, don't touch these hundreds
Her head, retarded so ah-
Her head, retarded so dummy
It's time to rap this sh*t up, I'm no mummy
She threw it back just like Thursday to Sunday
She make it clap with the thonga-thong-thong
f*ck is you saying like I won't-won't-won't
Come to your block, with a big ass chop
With a big ass Glock, that'll send you to God
n*ggas be tripping, they know how I come
Extra b*tch, she know how I hump
Big boobs and the butt stay plump
I ain't tryna to hit, 'less she 19+
[Chorus: Raud]
n*ggas trippin', I'm shootin' my shot (my shot)
Isis bad, I need me a bop (a bop)
That sh*t fat, I'm going to send you a gat (a gat)
Got my mans, for you baddie friend (her friend)
It's Raud Gz, we got on our hoodies (uh-huh)
Got Nikes on techs, don't call me A Boogie (uh-huh)
Like damn, 'cause she in her mood
I'm ho-in' again, you know I'm going to choose

[Outro: Bril]
You know I'm going to-, choose?
What the f*ck is you talking about Raud?
The f*ck? You on some weird sh*t. Choosing?
Choosing? The f*ck we choosing for?
Think I'm a munch? b*tch
Tripping