Robb Bank$ - Crunchtime lyrics

[Bridge : Robb Bank$] n***as drinkin' Hi-Tech while i sip the Actavis Why you snappin so hard? Yeah, Art of savage b**h! Keep a bad yellow b**h with that nine above her clit Know it's yards not inches when you measure my dick! [Verse 1: Robb Bank$] I pull up piped up and I f** on your b**h I been had money since I was a jit And ain't nothin funny you can get it off the rip n***a right over left, keep a stone in my set Say YOTS money, bring it back from the dead f** a Haitian b**h put the woo on my dick Let her chew on that dick n***a who on they dick? f** do you mean, cause you on my dick I can send a hit, then i throw the gun away I done got straight n***a get up out my face I put you to shame, boy stay in yo' place And I brought the mike at the westside play And boy i swear these n***as is lame I been on this savage life sh** everyday I don't give a f** what you say I f**ed every b**h from the explore page f** n***a, hol' up, roll up Phone, i got it sewed up I po' fo's in sodas, pistol in the holster Put my neck on polar, did it for the culture I with a young Bulma, on molly at Ultra I'm finna f** yo hoe and get all up in her head BSO tapped my phone, talk the juice on collect n***a read the fine print on the f**ing blueprint Best seller, no re-issue not a re-print Could give a n***a false sentence, but i'd do it all again Got a Pidgeotto and .44's in the Benz Ready get set, come f** with the set n***a made me upset i push YOTS back again, c*nt Forming sword art with the mind games, n***a And i ride around and ride around and listen to the Sade, n***a I f**ed her, her and her, watch me operate the system And I put it to yo head like a instant transmission, b**h! [Hook: Chris Travis] Got that Pinapple Actavis Bad b**h Trafficking Chris Travis swaggin' b**h Damn, I'm not average b**h n***a's can't handle this n***a's can't handle me n***a's can't handle me Damn I'm not average b**h [Outro] 2 Phone... b**h