Crunch Time lyrics

by

Azizi Gibson


[Intro]
Turn your iPhone off if you ain't doin' sh*t
Because the government's been lookin' through a n*gga's pics like
"Goddamn, why he always with a bad b*tch?"
Keep scrollin' through, f*ck around and find yo' b*tch!
Yeah, I know the world f*ckin' suck
I like you so I hope it don't f*ck us up
But keep kissin' on that ass better pucker up
Hit it from the back pull his hair keep the grips up

[Verse 1]
Now that's sex metaphorically
c*m stains left up on your sheets that's reality
Killin' these n*ggas while they weak, that's a casualty
Some way you'll ever beat me, that's blasphemy
Swear to God, bruh, you ain't 'bout this life, ho
We n*ggas trap 'cause we trapped in this f*ckin' ho
We cop mac, big macs but no food though
We hoppin' out the van killin' cops like Alonzo
Okay sir, can't you see I'm f*ckin' right?
​​preHISTORIC Crew until my di*k fall off and then I die
Feelin' on her boobies very horny, hope I get inside
The b*tch can eat a di*k, she let me hit as soon as we get high
So where them shorties at with booty fat, I'm tryna' f*ckin pipe
Damn, a n*gga need some sugar not no crystal light
I'm finna be a pimp, I need some women who want sl*tty nights
I said a sl*tty night, b*tch, come have a sl*tty night
I swear to God that my parents shoulda never f*cked
'Cause since I hopped up out that pus*y I've been gettin' buck
I spit a few flows, n*ggas givin' up
I can hand a n*gga water turn that sh*t to rum
I'm like Moses, all my n*ggas know this
f*ck you, b*tch, I am the Chosen
Disney these nuts keep 'em frozen
So f*ck y'all n*ggas, I'm over it, where the hoes at?
[Chorus]
Lord forgive me for the bullsh*t that I've been doin'
I be gettin' paid, gettin' laid like a f*ckin' movie
We doin' coke, doin' shrooms, someone roll a doobie
You throwin' up, you can't hang n*gga you a noobie
No limit in this b*tch, hootie hootie
Only b*tches that I f*ck got big booties
Knock their pus*y out, you can call my di*k Rube
It's crunch time, if you don't like it, n*gga, then sue me

[Verse 2]
I hit the bath salts then I'm lookin' for a face
So in other words I'm just sayin' grace
So encase this, caught in the Matrix
I hate chicks, only thing I give is straight di*k
I'm raised in the places where the caves is
Where you could listen to the wolves in the day b*tch
You spray clips, have a kid, don't raise sh*t
I'm paid trick I don't pay for pus*y game b*tch
It's PH, not another boy band
Let's pray for our food, let's hold hands
While the sons Saiyan like Goten
All I know is that Azizi Gibson goes in
Don't like me, play Steve Ellison
I'm fly as f*ck, you shoulda brought your propellers in
We ain't kin and we certainly ain't friends
So the future that I see for you is straight ripped
[Chorus]
Lord forgive me for the bullsh*t that I've been doin'
I be gettin' paid, gettin' laid like a f*ckin' movie
We doin' coke, doin' shrooms, someone roll a doobie
You throwin' up, you can't hang n*gga you a noobie
No limit in this b*tch, hootie hootie
Only b*tches that I f*ck got big booties
Knock their pus*y out, you can call my di*k Rube
It's crunch time, if you don't like it, n*gga, then sue me
Lord forgive me for the bullsh*t that I've been doin'
I be gettin' paid, gettin' laid like a f*ckin' movie
We doin' coke, doin' shrooms, someone roll a doobie
You throwin' up, you can't hang n*gga you a noobie
No limit in this b*tch, hootie hootie
Only b*tches that I f*ck got big booties
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