Crunch Time - ASIAN DOLL

Okay, so you got a single mom with four kids, the, you know, the father just

went to jail, I can imagine that being pretty tough

Yeah that shit was crazy, it was real crazy but it made me who I am

Aye, yeah!

Deep up in these streets, I was hanging with them drug dealers

It was me and Dreanesha, we had two slugs with us

Thuggin, I came from nothing, I hung with drug dealers

You can’t take away my heart, it ain’t no love in it

Let me tell you ‘bout some real shit

I had a deal, but I ain’t wanna have to split shit

By December, set a goal, and that’s to get rich

I ain’t got no friends, but it’s okay, I got a Mill sitting

Talking to my brother, from a jail cell

I heard the police tell him hang up, you ain’t got no mail

Any nigga disrespect my mother, going to hell

I ain’t posting, with no nigga loving, niggas frail

Bitches sucking, snitching disrespecting, other misses

You ain’t in my lane, bitch you can’t sit up in my breeches

Talking like you tough, saw you in person, you ain’t with it

Crunching on these bitches, chocolate glizzed on the kitty

Crunching on these bitches, I got hundreds, throwing fifties

Crunching on these bitches, you a hoe, just go and admit it

Crunching on these bitches, heavy weight, you ain’t even fitted

Crunching on these bitches, fix your face and fix your titties

Crunch time, crunch time, crunch time

Crunch time, crunch time, crunch time

Crunch time, crunch time, crunch time

Crunch time, crunch time

Rich nigga where that bag, wanna orgy with bitches

Last nigga, went out bad, he a hoe

Spot you like a hawk and put your nose up on the scope

If you want some smoke I got a hookah, let it blow

Bitch!

Deep up in these streets, I was hanging with them drug dealers

It was me and dreanesha, we had two slugs with us

Thuggin, I came from nothing, I hung with drug dealers

You can’t take away my heart, it ain’t no love in it

Let me tell you ‘bout some real shit

I had a deal, but I ain’t wanna have to split shit

By December, set a goal, and that’s to get rich

I ain’t got no friends, but it’s okay, I got a Mill sitting

If the world against me, who gon' hold my shoulder?

If I wasn’t the doll would you stay down until it’s over?

Niggas love the moment, different person when they sober

Pussy so good, know he miss it but it’s over

And it’s so tight like a choker, it’s gon' hold you

Bitch you ain’t no money, I ain’t speaking cold shoulder

Rest In Peace my homies, chase the bag until it’s over

If you in my way you get ran over, like a soda

Crunching on these bitches, I got hundreds, throwing fifties

Crunching on these bitches, you a hoe, just go and admit it

Crunching on these bitches, heavy weight, you ain’t even fitted

Crunching on these bitches, fix your face and fix your titties (bitch!)

Crunch time, crunch time, crunch time

Crunch time, crunch time, crunch time

Crunch time, crunch time, crunch time

Crunch time, crunch time

Rich nigga where that bag, wanna orgy with bitches

Last nigga, went out bad, he a hoe

Spot you like a hawk and put your nose up on the scope

If you want some smoke I got a hookah, let it blow

Bitch!

Deep up in these streets…