Lunchbox

Lunchbox Lyrics

[Chorus]
Cut you to pieces
Step in and I slay like the coliseum
They on my name, it’s a real strange feeling
I wanna melt my brain with the dope
I’m fiending
I’m done with playing your games
Fuck hoes, don’t need em
Don’t need em
Bitch I’m on one would you shut up
I’m tryna get fucked up ‘till the sun coming up
Spacey lil bro still, ain’t shit change
Ima make some mo’ bills from my emotions
Ima put the whole team on, we gon’ run it up
Shit been getting real strange since the Lunchbox

[Verse 1]
Wake up with a few dreams, smoke ‘em all away
Had to get my fucking mind right, I was in the rat race
Had to cut my circle down, your tripping on me
You ain’t doing nothing but sucking up
You a bum, I had to call your bluff
Shawty booted off the white stuff
Yeah, I’m caught up in the money lust
Foot on the gas, can’t get touched
Had to leave you leaking from the cuts
And I ain’t wanting nothing but the guts
Head chopping if he wanna fuss
Like “lalalala”
Shawty you ain’t nothing but a nut
Like “hahahaha”

[Chorus]
Cut you to pieces
Step in and I slay like the coliseum
They on my name, it’s a real strange feeling
I wanna melt my brain with the dope
I’m fiending
I’m done with playing your games
Fuck hoes, don’t need em
Don’t need em
Bitch I’m on one would you shut up
I’m tryna get fucked up ‘till the sun coming up
Spacey lil bro still, ain’t shit change
Ima make some mo’ bills from my emotions
Ima put the whole team on, we gon’ run it up
Shit been getting real strange since the Lunchbox

[Verse 2]
Keep a foot on they necks
You so down bad but I’m bless
Keep some hoes around, it’s a fest
Bitch, I’m up now I ain’t next
Put her loyalty to the test
She too starstruck, try your best
She go hard poppin’ out her breasts
Threw them bars up and made a mess
Shawty lay with me, you can sex on me
Running off with my recipe
Smoking, drankin’, so heavenly
Yeah, sleep on me, you can rest in peace
I got a Jesus piece but I’m demon flee
Yeah
That’s the reason you wanna be with me
Yeah

[Chorus]
Cut you to pieces
Step in and I slay like the coliseum
They on my name, it’s a real strange feeling
I wanna melt my brain with the dope
I’m fiending
I’m done with playing your games
Fuck hoes, don’t need em
Don’t need em
Bitch I’m on one would you shut up
I’m tryna get fucked up ‘till the sun coming up
Spacey lil bro still, ain’t shit change
Ima make some mo’ bills from my emotions
Ima put the whole team on, we gon’ run it up
Shit been getting real strange since the Lunchbox