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freaks - grunch lyrics

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, uh
grunch, what the f*ck is wrong with you? (bomboclatt)

stick to myself, all of you n*ggas be freaks
stick on my hip, go on and run up on me
she want the tip, i just got patek philippe
said she want this d*ck, then she gotta prove it to me (woah)
you talkin’ sh*t (woah)
i smell your breathe every week (i smell your breathe)
you wanna get hit? (hoe)
then, n*gga, come catch this 40 (yuh)
i took your b*tch (yuh, yuh)
now she is mine woah, woah
might make a vid (yuh, yuh)
while breaking her spine woah, woah

aye, aye, imma see you in the grave
bro better get out the way, uh
imma put you on a t*shirt
imma put you in the lake, uh
b*tch, when you shower you rehe*rs* what the f*ck you wanna say, uh
uh, so high i’m thinkin’ reverse
put your b*tch ass in a herse
put a p*ssy n*gga inside the dirt
shotgun like kurt; kurt cobain
f*ck with me and i’ll blow your brain
you don’t know nothin’ bout me but my name
i don’t know sh*t about him he a lame
bro think he’s tough but in sn*tching his chain, uh
pull up in a range rover
i got money and i’ll make more
she said “why the f*ck?”
i said “b*tch, because i said so”
she just wanna f*ck, uh
i just want the head though
catch that boy runnin’ and gunnin’
i took his b*tch now she got me on her headphones, woah, woah
stick to myself, all of you n*ggas be freaks
stick on my hip, go on and run up on me
she want the tip, i just got patek philippe
said she want this d*ck, then she gotta prove it to me (woah)
you talkin’ sh*t (woah)
i smell your breathe every week (i smell your breathe)
you wanna get hit? (hoe)
then, n*gga, come catch this 40 (yuh)
i took your b*tch (yuh, yuh)
now she is mine woah, woah
might make a vid (yuh, yuh)
while breaking her spine woah, woah

ski mask on the dashboard
finna hit the plug and take his money
leave him dead maxed out full clip
this is a business i do what i’m told
this ain’t a joke but i find it funny
you can ? but not my bullets
motherf*cker there ain’t nothin’ to it
yeah, yeah

yeah

she wanna always think of me
she wanna always think of me
she always wanna be on my back, back pocket on me
swear to god, i don’t make the rules
swear to god, i don’t understand why you playin’ n*gga
stick to myself, all of you n*ggas be freaks
stick on my hip, go on and run up on me
she want the tip, i just got patek philippe
said she want this d*ck, then she gotta prove it to me (woah)
you talkin’ sh*t (woah)
i smell your breathe every week (i smell your breathe)
you wanna get hit? (hoe)
then, n*gga, come catch this 40 (yuh)
i took your b*tch (yuh, yuh)
now she is mine woah, woah
might make a vid (yuh, yuh)
while breaking her spine woah, woah

- grunch lyrics

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