Think I'm okay
Why you always running from me in the hallway
Everybody think my feelings really funny
I don't downplay shit and they all afraid to say that I'm a hypocrite
But someday
You and I we gon' make it in our own way
Pushed aside counterfeit you're just a wanna be
Running out of room to breathe backseat I won't lie because you onto me

And I'm done with the pretending I don't need it
And I'm done with repressing all of my feelings
It's a war for power think you got a better chance just cause you yell louder
Didn't fuck up the plans but got a little bit sour
Jealousy 'cause of who she's around
Therapy 'cause her thoughts are loud
Ecstacy when she comes around
And I'm drippin' with the blood might take a hundred round like

Think I'm okay
Why you always running from me in the hallway
Everybody think my feelings really funny
I don't downplay shit and they all afraid to say that I'm a hypocrite
But someday
You and I we gon' make it in our own way
Pushed aside counterfeit you're just a wanna be
Running out of room to breathe backseat I won't lie because you onto me

Think I'm okay
Why you always running from me in the hallway
Everybody think my feelings really funny
I don't downplay shit and they all afraid to say that I'm a hypocrite
But someday
You and I we gon' make it in our own way
Pushed aside counterfeit you're just a wanna be
Running out of room to breathe backseat I won't lie because you onto me

Hypocrite

ON ALL PLATFORMS

Hypocrite [p. YungSpoiler]

Lyrics:
Everything we did stays in the past, don't wanna hear shit
I was tryna love you but you never wanna feel shit
I could get another but I know you steady trippin'
Everyone come over on the weekend and we sippin'
Is this how I'm livin'? Man, do I really want that?
Letting go of my past, I tried to let you come back
Break my heart like every time I try, you never call back
Focused on myself, I get this cash, I'm fitted all black

And I can't get past her, I don't want anymore of this disaster
Fuckin' up my head, hacking shit with all my passwords
Taking what I said, switch it up before and after
And after
And I can't get past her, she thinks she Hollywood or shit and it's the latter
I can see right through your act, I swear it doesn't matter
I can see how you react, just close the goddamn chapter
Close the chapter

Everything we did stays in the past, don't wanna hear shit
I was tryna love you but you never wanna feel shit
I could get another but I know you steady trippin'
Everyone come over on the weekend and we si-i-i-i

Brand new Grunch with a brand new bunch of misfits
I trust, yeah, we had fun but what's said is done
I don't want you back, I don't want your love
Gettin' these racks, I don't wanna fuck
And I be so shameless runnin' amok
So tell me the latest, while you still stuck
I'm out here relaying my message out to all y'all replaying

Disaster

Disaster (Siem Spark)

Romeo & Juliet feat. Grunch, A$H

Woah
Grunch, what the fuck is wrong with you? (Bomboclaat)
Tell me where you goin', tell me where you is
Fuckin' on this hoe, cause I don't know what it is
Bitch, I hit you on the low
I be goin' ghost, then I hit you on the phone
Then I hit you on the phone
Bitch, I don't know where to go
Fuckin' with this song
Bitch, I'm fuckin' with no hoe
I can't even function can't hit you up no more
Everyone know I'ma get fucked over
Tryna live my best, my money up, like, woah

Ayy, lil' bitch all up on my dick I think I like that
Nigga lookin' at me crazy, now I'm sayin' fight back
I pipe that, and then I send her right back
Bought a couple drinks and now she talkin' need to hide that
Know what the fuck this is
All my shit stackin' up, you can fuck with this
And I'm like, uh
You got somethin' to say
Stop typin' all that shit and say it straight to my face
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Tell me where you goin', tell me where you is
Fuckin' on this hoe, cause I don't know what it is
Bitch, I hit you on the low
I be goin' ghost, then I hit you on the phone
Then I hit you on the phone
Bitch, I don't know where to go
Fuckin' with this song
Bitch, I'm fuckin' with no hoe
I can't even function can't hit you up no more
Everyone know I'ma get fucked over
Tryna live my best, my money up, like, woah

Got my money up and I don't give a fuck
Got my blinky tucked it make you double-dutch
Oh, that bitch be talkin' love games that lead to road rage
White bitch, she love the cocaine mixed with white haze
I'm on that shit again
I'm the evil villain twin
Boss it up like Mega Man
I can't see no dividends
She say, where you goin', baby?
To make some money I'm goin' crazy
Me and Grunch be goin' brazy
513, it ain't nun basic

Tell me where you goin', tell me where you is
Fuckin' on this hoe, cause I don't know what it is
Bitch, I hit you on the low
I be goin' ghost, then I hit you on the phone
Then I hit you on the phone
Bitch, I don't know where to go
Fuckin' with this song
Bitch, I'm fuckin' with no hoe
I can't even function can't hit you up no more
Everyone know that you been on my dick
Frozone my wrist
Fuckin' on my bitch
Heavy fuckin' gems I be rockin' hit my ribs
Heavy fuckin' ice, I got rights to the finest
I hit it, then I dip, cause I don't wanna fuckin' fight, bitch
Flow switch, right bitch in the right whip
Stick on my motherfuckin' hip, cause I'm righteous
M-M-Makin' music, stayin' timeless
Minus him, she found him fuckin' lifeless
I be switchin' lanes
Crashed the whip Cause yo bitch was down here givin' out brain
I don't even know any of y'all, but y'all still know my name like
I don't even know y'all, but we still gon' run out the fade

GHOST

GHOST (feat. HOBO RED)

Lyrics:
Take me home, home
I don't know, know
Blood in the snow, I'm so over you, you
So take me home, home
You've been so cold, oh, I feel alone
Someone take me, take me, take me

Heartbreak deep in my chest
I can't mistake you for the rest
I can't love you, over the edge
I can't trust you, or all your friends
So I'm high, please wait here, I don't think I'm right
But I'm here in your dreams and
Always running from you and me I tried but
I've been tryna see myself, can't you tell
So now, I just think of you in my arms
All the things we do in my heart
Feelings all for you
Am I dark for thinking this is true?
And my art is coming up with blues
I might start tryna make some moves of my own
Healing within two of my soul, tryna save myself

Take me home, home
I don't know, know
Blood in the snow, I'm so over you, you
So take me home, home
You've been so cold, oh, I feel alone
Someone take me, take me, take me

GRUNCH IS BACK

Blood in the Snow

Blood in the Snow [p. yungspoiler]

Fists flying fast we go crazy in the moshpit
How long you gon' last 'til you end up as a target?
Fuck sake
I can't lie this shit child's play
Who am I kidding?
Try to run up on me Imma hit 'em with a full clip
Nigga think I'm playin' 'til bro end up in a casket
Fuck sake
I can't lie this shit child's play
Who am I kidding?

When they walk in then you throw the Mac
And if you can't do that
Turn him to an opp and make it complicated
I could put money up on your head
Too much bread it don't make sense
And your bread do not exist 'cause they would not pay him
Pull my blade up at the opps 'cause I'm a cop slayer
I won't see you later told him "GG As-salamu alaykum"
Thought he my bro but betrayed him
He Thought I was so sweet but then the angel sent him to satan
Hahahahaha
Nigga I'm a menace I just got the pack and flipped the work
This dumbass nigga just pulled up on me I made him cosplay the dirt
And this dude wan act like he so fuckin icy He soft serve
And I really wanna cop the SRT but 350Z swerve
Carrying all these bands it hurt
The black market I clocked into work
Dumbass boy he wanted a zip I got my box and I sent back dirt
Got my box and I sent back earth
Just be glad that u wasn't in it
My money grow legs and then it twerk
It so fat it's a thick bitch
Run my money like Fitbit I cannot stop now
He want a link on how to get rich
That nigga is a clown
Stummy hurt because my wrist sick
Shh don't make a sound cause when I signal
We gon blitz him, Damn

Walk in this bitch all black fit
And now my shit be lokkin' crispy
Countin' fifty niggas iffy if they actin' nice
I keep my guard up push the startup
Rev the car up on the block
Tell me what you gotta say
Out my way, I'm speeding
Real shit
Goin' 80 hope I don't crash my Mercades
Grab a drink, some dope
Then go back home turn on the mic on 3
Doin' pushups levitating on the shrooms
I see the room I see my doom
If you ain't moshin' you a straight up lame
Fuck sake, fuck sake, fuck
Please don't talk if you ain't feelin' the pain, bitch
I see through the costume I can see you on the same shit
And now that I'm free I can express all this hatred

Fists flying fast we go crazy in the moshpit
How long you gon' last 'til you end up as a target?
Fuck sake
I can't lie this shit child's play
Who am I kidding?
Try to run up on me Imma hit 'em with a full clip
Nigga think I'm playin' 'til bro end up in a casket
Fuck sake
I can't lie this shit child's play
Who am I kidding?

ZIKA TAPE Vol. 2

MOSHPIT

Grunch X A$H - MOSHPIT

Juice WRLD - Juice BIC Freestyle

“Blood in the Snow" Out Now On All Platforms
Listen Here: solo.to/grunch

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