YN Jay, Dean Jones - Grab Brunch lyrics

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 bitches 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
Bitch I make plays bitch 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 bitch on my fuckin fuck list
Why the fuck they take you out the game
Cuz you ain't got no buckets
I can make a bitch do some shit she look like a puppet
Why the fuck 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 fuck it's 2021 and you gotta android
Get you knocked of from snowfall like that nigga man boy
DAMN! you a kid like chum chum why you act like fan boy
I done shot the Glock so many times this bitch got my hands moist
In Flint you a get yo ass POPPED like fuckin 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 bitch 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 shit 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 nigga cheese I need my shit back
Hit rock bottom came back Dwayne Johnson
Pack touchdown, they flew this shit 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 bitch up I guarantee she bout go up
Shit 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 niggas get out
Now yo baby mama calling, what that shit bout
She say you on some bullshit 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 pussy 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 bitch she said, Bae can we Grab BRUNCH?!

Grab Brunch... Ain't that the same thing?!