Crunchy Ice lyrics

[Intro]
Ooh, sh*t
This motherf—
Man
Let me sit up
(I feel so, Euphoria)

[Verse 1]
I'm not a scammer, or a trapper (Mmm)
But it's money that I'm after
She sayin' I'm a snack, come and throw me on a platter
Careful what you keep an eye on, that sh*t don't even matter (Damn)
Halfway through I had to make a pit stop
Yeah she said she wanna dance, go and make a TikTok
Yeah I'm eating applesauce, make a n*gga criss-cross
And a n*gga fat as sh*t, he lookin' like he Rick Ross (Damn)

[Bridge]
Ay, what, it ain't out? Damn
Ay, what, it ain't out? Yeah
Really ain't no rappers out here f*ckin' with me
I left a bad b*tch on the road and now she huggin' a tree

[Chorus]
Mmm, yuh, ayy, now pick it up
Uhh, yeah, now break it down
Then turn around and kick your girlfriend out of town
Crunchy ice and lemonade, I left the pitcher on the mound
(Damn, what) I left the pitcher on the mound
(Damn, what) I left the pitcher on the mound
[Verse 2]
She said she like my music, bae addicted to my sound
Lookin' for a f*ck to give, must be in the lost and found (Mmm, hmph)
Like what you searchin' for? (Mmm, damn)
Yeah I see you lurkin' bro (Okay)
Gentlemen, I'm trying not to hurt the ho
Yeah a n*gga hella broke, it's time to get to working bro (Mmm)
Real rap, the type to make a hippie-hop knees
But, I think she found a Diddy Bop
New York, you know a n*gga Milly Rock (Damn)
Her shirt tied, I think I seen a tiddie pop (Hmm)

[Bridge]
Ay, what, it ain't out? Damn
Ay, what, it ain't out? Yeah
Really ain't no rappers out here f*ckin' with me
I left a bad b*tch on the road and now she huggin' a tree

[Verse 3]
I told her hold it, the clothes ain't finna fold it
They lookin' for the 'za, I told them, "I already sold it"
My n*ggas own it, big money that we're clonin'
I never was a dealer, but I think I'm Al Caponing, come on
Yeah, we're watching from above
Goofy n*gga, so I'm asking, "Where my hug?"
Basic b*tch, I saw her steppin' in the Uggs
Yeah, I got the carpet burn, we was f*ckin' on the rug (Damn)
[Bridge]
Ay, what, it ain't out? Damn
Ay, what, it ain't out? Yeah
Really ain't no rappers out here f*ckin' with me
I left a bad b*tch on the road and now she huggin' a tree

[Chorus]
Mmm, yuh, ayy, now pick it up
Uhh, yeah, now break it down
Then turn around and kick your boyfriend out of town
Crunchy ice and lemonade, I left the pitcher on the mound
(Damn, what) I left the pitcher on the mound
(Damn, what) I left the pitcher on the mound
(Damn, what) I left the pitcher on the mound
Lookin' for a f*ck to give, it must be in the lost and found
(Damn, what) I left the pitcher on the mound
(Damn, what) I left the pitcher on the mound
Yeah, she said she like my music, bae addicted to my sound
Lookin' for a f*ck to give, it must be in the lost and found, mmm