crunch time - specxfic lyrics
[verse 1: specxfic & skyte]
aah, sh*t, aah, sh*t
then we brought the pint in
we them type of n*ggas when they see me, “we don’t like him”
call me eren jaeger, gang steppin’ like some titans
walk inside this b*tch like, “where yo’ card?” whole gang swiping
[verse 2: specxfic]
walk inside this b*tch like, “what the f*ck, where you going, ho?”
ay, countin’ h*lla bread, okay, but i need more
gen 5, stickin’ out the whip, it’s finna shoot his toes
she been tryna f*ck for a minute, [?]
[verse 3: skyte]
ion’ give a f*ck about the body, i just need the throat
choppa gonna kick it, no karate, b*tch, that’s what i tote
[?] just say i’m hot like wasabi, burn ’em up like toast
b*tch, i’m at a show, like f*ck a party, we go coast to coast
n*ggas tryna ride my wave, i’m like, “row your boat”
if you never heard about my name, you don’t know the goat
[verse 4: specxfic]
walk inside the crib, i made her mom do the hokey*poke’
and i’m wit’ her aunt, this b*tch really a throaty goat
we was flipping pints everyday, if you know, you know
shipping out the packs, we sellin’ sh*t, this sh*t go coast to coast
d*mn bro, you need to slow it down
f*ck this b*tch from the back, she got her shoulders out
[verse 5: skyte]
you ain’t know that we was runnin’ sh*t, i bet you know it now
hit yo’ ho, and then i smoke a blunt to get the odour out
you would think that we was rolling carpets, pulling boulders out
treat her like a suitcase, i take yo’ ho and load her mouth
[verse 6: skyte & specxfic]
look, me and gang ’bout chicken, like some popeye’s
i walk inside this b*tch, i leave her crazy, leave her cross*eyed
a florida jit, the way i’m steady foolin’ wit’ these glock 9s
[?], she know ’bout me, i told the b*tch that i’m alumni
wit’ the gang, you see us everywhere, we poppin’ out like sunshine
tell this b*tch that i got bread, i got a lot, but she can’t touch mine
in school, i’m skipping through the racks, boy, you can’t even skip the lunch line
this new ho not f*ckin’ with you, pulled up with me, she said it’s come time
aye, f*ck all that sh*t, man, it’s crunch time
aye, f*ck all that sh*t, man, it’s beastmode
upgrade the glock, this sh*t transform like a cheat code
[verse 7: skyte]
use that ho for her mouth, i need deepthroat
and i need that p*ssy bald, like an eagle
said that’s your ho, but i found her twerking on omegle
bullets hit you first, this rocket launcher just a sequel
i don’t want yo’ company, b*tch, don’t make me get lethal
oh, you want drugs? i’m the one that you should speak to
i see their plans, n*ggas glass, i swear they see*through
[verse 8: specxfic & skyte]
b*tches pull up to the spot, they tryna f*ck, and i’m like, “me too”
i go crazy, what the f*ck? like i be spazzin’, i don’t need to
hit my opps with an uppercut, n*gga, ryu
b*tch, i rock designer, got the bape with the evisu
i would k!ll myself if there’s a world that i would be you
i’m married to the money, i don’t never ever see you
and the glock, yeah, that sh*t quiet, when you touch this sh*t go beep*boop
this b*tch playing games, she must mistook me as the wii*u
me and spec’ in all black, they can’t see us when we creep through
b*tch, i’m eating lamb, you in mcdonald’s eating cheap food
take yo’ b*tch, break her back, [?]
ay, ay*ay, and this b*tch tryna f*ck, let’s have a sequel
pullin’ up, suited up, just like the beatles
pullin’ up, wit’ yo’ b*tch, she tryna f*ck, we at [?]
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