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grunch - tombstoned lyrics

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[hook: grunch]
we zippin’ big juice making big moves
got a bad b-tch show me what them hips do
you get cat fished and yo b-tch get ran through
when i die smoke that gas
into my tomb
we zippin’ big juice making big moves
got a bad b-tch show me what them hips do
you get cat fished and yo b-tch get ran through
when i die smoke that gas
into my tomb

[verse 1: grunch]
b-tch bad betty doop like a cartoon
hit a dab then i go and hit the cart too
is it bad that i’m trapping out with my goons i don’t give a f-ck, b-tch, come and l!ck this harpoon
they want smoke inhale, exhale ‘fore you sell let me tell you bout a story bout a boy in detail
told him he won’t be sh-t throw his dark -ss to jail
i got 12 on my tail f-ck them pigs go to h-ll
imma grind i won’t fail imma grind on this rail
if you grind up my weed stack it up on the scale, aye
baby cookin up, b-tch sell like retail if i get locked up again then you best pay my bail, aye
bean w the whip if you laced then u trip
she give face w her lips and i ain’t finna tip
i got bars on the low you talk sh-t? we got poles
hit it once hit it twice man that b-tch gotta go

[hook: grunch]
we zippin’ big juice making big moves
got a bad b-tch show me what them hips do
you get cat fished and yo b-tch get ran through
when i die smoke that gas
into my tomb
we zippin’ big juice making big moves
got a bad b-tch show me what them hips do
you get cat fished and yo b-tch get ran through
when i die smoke that gas
into my tomb

[verse 2: grunch]
this the purge blood splatter smoke that good shatter
this a curse, don’t matter she got c0ke powder
in the dirt leave yo body buried we gon’ leave him in a herse
how the f-ck you talking you be thinking in reverse
ice on my neck
drip-drippin’ dripping got her wet
fl!ck-fl!cking on this lighter tryna smoke up so i’m set
face full a bands, count it up, throwing hands
rollin’ up with my friends, she my numba 1 fan
beamer i’m a dreamer in the f-cking 2 seater f-ck my teachers i don’t know who’s better them or stinkmeaner
y’all n-ggas thought i couldn’t spit this yo last chance you a p-ssy -ss b-tch n-gga k!ll it with my dance
we in france eating good stacking bands if y’all could
i got plans understood i sip tea in yo hood
told my b-tch throw it back you gon’ wish you had that
on gang that’s facts ‘fore i pull out the mac

[hook: grunch]
we zippin’ big juice making big moves
got a bad b-tch show me what them hips do
you get cat fished and yo b-tch get ran through
when i die smoke that gas
into my tomb
we zippin’ big juice making big moves
got a bad b-tch show me what them hips do
you get cat fished and yo b-tch get ran through
when i die smoke that gas
into my tomb, yuh



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