[Intro] I was hungry as hell writing this sh**
I don’t even give no f**
Let’s go
[Hook] Cinnamon toast crunch, cinna cinnamon toast crunch
Cinnamon toast crunch, cinna cinnamon toast crunch (Yo! Yo!)
I got b**hes wanna box me like I’m cinnamon toast crunch
I just pull up and I spray up like I’m cinnamon toast crunch
Cinnamon toast crunch, cinna cinnamon toast crunch
Cinnamon toast crunch, cinna cinnamon toast crunch
I got b**hes wanna box me like I’m cinnamon toast crunch
I just pull up and I spray up like I’m cinnamon toast crunch
[1st Verse] It ain’t no glitch when your heart stop
I’ve been that b**h since the start, Doc
Dude wanna trap me, that smart co*k
But I made him pull out like a [?] Glock
I’m counting real bank in a Rover
At the most, gave me cold shoulders
But now I’m making b**hes pay for it
Like a new fit, like FashionNova
You could never do it, watch how I pursue it
Money, I’ve been doing, I need life insurance
b**h yo money little, so we call you Stewart
Been there, done that like a motherf**ing tourist
Yeah, the money nice, sending so polite
Spent it Sunday night, Monday got it twice
Out here living life, bounce through with the rice
They say money talk? I see why they shy
Sweatsuits in the studio, running through the B-side track
I should buy these other hoes real suits
‘Cause I’m everything that they slack
b**hes really got it twisted, I’m not talking one litre with a cap
I don’t f** with none of these b**hes, not even Siri on Google Maps
Refrigerator is full for the hater
I’m not ’bout to wait her, broke b**h see you later
It’s levels like layers, they offering paper
They want me to sign but I’m acting like Draya
Ain’t sign to sh**, b**h, bye
10 Mill of that sh** dry
Good dick’ll make you squish, ah
Then I’m dipping like a french fry
[Hook] Cinnamon toast crunch, cinna cinnamon toast crunch
Cinnamon toast crunch, cinna cinnamon toast crunch (Yo! Yo!)
I got b**hes wanna box me like I’m cinnamon toast crunch
I just pull up and I spray up like I’m cinnamon toast crunch
Cinnamon toast crunch, cinna cinnamon toast crunch
Cinnamon toast crunch, cinna cinnamon toast crunch
I got b**hes wanna box me like I’m cinnamon toast crunch
I just pull up and I spray up like I’m cinnamon toast crunch
[2nd Verse] My n***as got munchies, soon auntie gon’ cook
They blowin’ weed like the Big Bad Wolf
Tellin’ me stories on everything they took
But I don’t repeat sh** but a motherf**ing hook
b**hes be irkin’ me, beat her ’til burgundy
Went through emergency, now she need surgery
Now that you heard of me, you should be worried, G
Saying “first of all” will lead to a first degree
Show her I’m not to be played with
f** who that li’l b**h came with
You cross me, I’ma cross you back
With the cross on a first-aid kit
Get more than a bruise, get put on the news
I’m talkin’ to you, so put on a [?] Got nothing to prove, don’t f** up the mood
Been makin’ more noise than Lollapalooz’
I’m not just talking ’bout the [?] Money [?], don’t [?] Pay me first like a Uber ride
I keep sh** jumpin’ like the Puma sign
No one making me pause, b**h!
You’re always smelling like dog sh**!
Doing numbers like a call list!
Closet like a mini mall, b**h!
Switch up the flows, when I do it, [?] These b**hes ain’t even got a verse that could touch me
[?] ‘Cause when I drag b**hes, I like to be comfty
Feelin’ like I got gold comin’
Fake rappers ain’t sold nothin’
Everybody tryna hold somethin’
p**y drippin’ like my nose runnin’
[Hook] Cinnamon toast crunch, cinna cinnamon toast crunch
Cinnamon toast crunch, cinna cinnamon toast crunch (Yo! Yo!)
I got b**hes wanna box me like I’m cinnamon toast crunch
I just pull up and I spray up like I’m cinnamon toast crunch
Cinnamon toast crunch, cinna cinnamon toast crunch
Cinnamon toast crunch, cinna cinnamon toast crunch
I got b**hes wanna box me like I’m cinnamon toast crunch
I just pull up and I spray up like I’m cinnamon toast crunch