Grab Brunch Lyrics – Dean Jones & YN Jay
Singer: Dean Jones & YN Jay
Title: Grab Brunch
I ain’t in the matrix
But when you swing it be slow I start grabbing punches
Stop by the store just to grab some Cheetos
Yea I had the munchies
Can’t waste no time on cheap b#tches I gotta have the money
I aint got no rules when I fight I be stabbing punchin
If you see me on the corner I ain’t gettin on no buses
b#tch I make plays b#tch I ball like I’m at the Ruckers
Pull up wit da coochie man papi
That’s my daddy cutlass
I done hit every bad b#tch on my f#ckin f#ck list
Why the f#ck they take you out the game
Cuz you ain’t got no buckets
I can make a b#tch do some sh#t she look like a puppet
Why the f#ck you black satin on… you act like Ruckus
Always talking bout yo own people boy you uncle Ruckus
I be wit my brother Willie like I’m uncle Elroy
How the f#ck it’s 2021 and you gotta android
Get you knocked of from snowfall like that n#gg# man boy
DAMN! you a kid like chum chum why you act like fan boy
I done shot the Glock so many times this b#tch got my hands moist
In Flint you a get yo #ss POPPED like f#ckin CAN boy!
What it is!
Aye Tunecore paying good I’m waiting on a check right now
Man that pack ain’t good boy dat bag say pipe down
I just picked up his b#tch and you know she gettin pipe down
And that’s right now… after that I’m gettin wipe dow
Aye!… I got the butter like I’m rich town
Might just smack your big brother cause I feel I’m gettin pissed now
Sipping anejo, but this sh#t the color crystal
If I send some shots at you its gone feel like it’s a missile
…DAMN! ain’t that a mishap
Girl yo O-B-G CALLED SAID YOU BET NOT MISS THIS PAP
…UGH… tea I know they miss this rap
Soundcloud owe a n#gg# cheese I need my sh#t back
Hit rock bottom came back Dwayne Johnson
Pack touchdown, they flew this sh#t str8 outta Stockton
Phone beat down, soon as I start unboxing
Gimme 15minutes but I’mma pull up in a hour
Aye Burger Grille I need dat burger on a donut
Pick this b#tch up I guarantee she bout go up
sh#t I ain’t text back she thought I wasn’t bout show up
Pull down the block I saw another whip slow up
Funky passed his mans the shiver, who he bout cut?
Doggy reaching for the burner like he bout buss
I told him hold it out the window if it’s up ITS UP
Pulled up a little closer its a old lady scoping us
Let me put this wood out I think I’m to high
Pulled up at granny crib and I told them n#gg#s get out
Now yo baby mama calling, what that sh#t bout
She say you on some b#llsh#t I think she tryna dip out
I ain’t got the time for it you can deal with it
If she hit me up this weekend, I might still hit it
Fell asleep in the p#ss# do it mean I chilled in it
Bae gimmie a second… I need a chill minute
Girl I got the humps an bumps fa ya lady lumps
Sold doggy bone purp, the pack said white runtz
Woke up some where round noon let me grab lunch
But I was wit a bougie b#tch she said, Bae can we Grab BRUNCH?!
Grab Brunch… Ain’t that the same thing?!
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