Grunch: Complete Collection

𝖂𝖊 𝕯𝖎𝖉 𝕴𝖙

𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖗𝖉 𝕰𝖞𝖊 𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖌

Lyrics:

Ya empezó
Este bellaqueo bien gross' e,  contra las voces 
Contra reloj! 
En OF practica las poses y muy bien conoces
Que cuando te doy
Te hago pintura con mucho oil
En la cintura, mamita hoy!
Lo que vamo'a hacer en Puertorro es una Ricura

I hear something in the distance nearing
I hear something in the distance building (Ba ba Baila Bruquena)

Big bottles en el camino, spend it at the casino
Speedin' thinkin' rápido, she like me boosting my ego
I ain't that cold
Love you like my pot of gold, you follow hoes
I can't that's just not how i go
Ring ring, phone buzzing
Fly high i'm bugging
No lie i love when you teasing
Nothing could seize me other than your heart giving me reason
Summer my season, i’m fly and you tweaking
Feeding off of me, feeding off my energy
I don't blame you, baby
Got you drippin' knees weak
And i want you daily, come confess your love to me
Got you going crazy
Got you wetter than the sea-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
I ain't fighting you 'cause you know, girl
I'm not the enemy
I be biting you
'cause you know you gon' be up in my sheets
This beat got you shaking your cheeks
Shawty a freak, yeah

Ya empezó
Este bellaqueo bien gross' e,  contra las voces 
Contra reloj! 
En OF practica las poses y muy bien conoces
Que cuando te doy
Te hago pintura con mucho oil
En la cintura, mamita hoy!
Lo que vamo'a hacer en Puertorro es una Ricura

I hear something in the distance nearing
I hear something in the distance building

Entre tú y yo hay cien mil malas mañas
Sé que ellos se creen que eso nos hace daño
Sorry es que a mí me gusta que me aruñes
Y a ti que te agarren por el moño, coño
Siempre que te doy a vela
Hacemos poción, brujería, candela
Sendo papelón hay boda sin tela
To'a una religión coge alas y vuela a dar pela
Siempre que te doy a vela
Hacemos poción, brujería, candela
Sendo papelón hay boda sin tela
To'a una religión coge alas y vuela a dar pela
To'a las travesuras que me insistes
Estoy en el speed-dial para el conquiste
Siempre que mezclamos
Molly y whisky
Hacemo' una Ricura
Ya vistes

Ya empezó
Este bellaqueo bien gross' e,  contra las voces
Contra reloj! 
En OF practica las poses y muy bien conoces
Que cuando te doy
Te hago pintura con mucho oil
En la cintura, mamita hoy!
Lo que vamo'a hacer en Puertorro es una Ricura

Grrrrunch
Con Quenamorate
It's the family 
Fi-gi fi-gi figi!
(Baila Baila)

Ricura

ON ALL PLATFORMS

Ricura [Figi]

Lyrics:
I don't know

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know

GRUNCH IS BACK

Intro

Intro [Paris ÜELS]

Lyrics:
I don't know what the fuck I'm doing
You know I'm choosing to be in the moment
I'm hoping that I see your body, my body
The money, ain't it funny?
I don't want any
I don't wanna date I'm tired of this state
You wanna masturbate I'm tryna get a raise
And now the feeling's done and went away
I can see it on your face

I can never see another person the way I see you
The way you be behind the curtain
Every time I think about you, babygirl, it's always worth it
And I ain't perfect
You know I got this shit goin
Flowin' like water, drippin, fuckin' like a serpent
With AK's now on the west side
I cannot sign
Why you motherfuckers think I wanna FaceTime?
Everybody wanna talk shit, talk shit
Bitch, you know I pop quick
Counting these bodies and all these bodies gettin' blocked, bitch
Hatin' all on my page, go learn the basics
And all these niggas wanna talk about the same shit

21 years old, fuck it, think that I'm done playin' now
She said whatchu say?
I said I don't even wanna see another day, no

Hey, I don't know what-what to say
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Hey, I don't know what-what to say
Oh-oh, oh-oh

Yeah, I'm back to back, I'm stackin' racks, I never lack
You talkin' like you finna shoot me nigga, yeah, right
You talkin' stupid you gon' end up losing your life
And I ain't wanna fuckin' do it but say goodbye
And I just got some new piano keys
Making more than your salary
Imma call up Mallory
Give me some and then I leave
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Then I leave
Oh-oh, oh-oh

Whatever happened to the love above?
Or better yet whatever happened to the heavens?
I'm spreading all the peace and all these hope that I imagined
But I must be going crazy 'cause I've never seen it happen
What the hell is wrong, yuh
Now, what the hell I'm on? yuh
You know I'm smokin' strong, yuh
You know I got the bong
Okay, smokin, smokin
And your bitch she be chokin, chokin
Look at my wrist it be frozen, frozen
Swervin' in the two seater
Nowadays everybody need a heater
I got a heater on my side
Let me see you prove you're all right
If you touch my family, you die
M1911 with the sight

Then I leave
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Then I leave
Oh-oh, oh-oh

Run, Love, Witness

Run, Love, Witness [Paris ÜELS]

Lyrics:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, uh
Grunch, what the fuck is wrong with you? (Bomboclatt)

Stick to myself, all of you niggas be freaks
Stick on my hip, go on and run up on me
She want the tip, I just got Patek Philippe
Said she want this dick, then she gotta prove it to me (woah)
You talkin' shit (woah)
I smell your breathe every week (I smell your breathe)
You wanna get hit? (Hoe)
Then, nigga, come catch this 40 (yuh)
I took your bitch (yuh, yuh)
Now she is mine woah, woah
Might make a vid (yuh, yuh)
While breaking her spine woah, woah

Aye, aye, Imma see you in the grave
Bro better get out the way, uh
Imma put you on a T-shirt
Imma put you in the lake, uh
Bitch, when you shower you rehearse what the fuck you wanna say, uh
So high I'm thinkin' reverse
Put your bitch ass in a herse
Put a pussy nigga inside the dirt
Shotgun like Kurt; Kurt Cobain
Fuck with me and I'll blow your brain
You don't know nothin' bout me but my name
I don't know shit about him he a lame
Bro think he tough but I'm snatching his chain, uh
Pull up in a Range Rover
I got money and I'll make more
She said"why the fuck?"
I said"Bitch, because I said so"
She just wanna fuck, uh
I just want the head though
Catch that boy runnin' and gunnin
I took his bitch now she got me on her headphones, woah, woah

Stick to myself, all of you niggas be freaks
Stick on my hip, go on and run up on me
She want the tip, I just got Patek Philippe
Said she want this dick, then she gotta prove it to me (woah)
You talkin' shit (woah)
I smell your breathe every week (I smell your breathe)
You wanna get hit? (Hoe)
Then, nigga, come catch this 40 (yuh)
I took your bitch (yuh, yuh)
Now she is mine woah, woah
Might make a vid (yuh, yuh)
While breaking her spine woah, woah

Ski mask on the dashboard
Finna hit the plug and take his money
Leave him dead maxed out full clip
This is a business I do what I'm told
This ain't a joke but I find it funny
You can run a tab but not my bullets
Motherfucker there ain't nothin' to it
Yeah, yeah

En este juego soy el más cabrón!
Limoncito, tequila, corazón
Yeah
El mas inteligente en to' el salon
Si tu lo hace te sabe a carbón
Si meto mano le echo sazón!

She wanna always think of me
She wanna always think of me
She always wanna be on my back, back, pocket on me
Swear to God, I don't make the rules
Swear to God, I don't understand why you playin' nigga

Stick to myself, all of you niggas be freaks
Stick on my hip, go on and run up on me
She want the tip, I just got Patek Philippe
Said she want this dick, then she gotta prove it to me (woah)
You talkin' shit (woah)
I smell your breathe every week (I smell your breathe)
You wanna get hit? (Hoe)
Then, nigga, come catch this 40 (yuh)
I took your bitch (yuh, yuh)
Now she is mine woah, woah
Might make a vid (yuh, yuh)
While breaking her spine woah, woah

Freaks

Freaks (feat. Paris ÜELS & Quena Mora) [jones]

Lyrics:
Yeah
Yeah

I just need one more drink
Wonder what you think of me
Feelings bottled up like Hennesy
Still searching for a memory
Yeah, I just need one more drink
I've been tryna leave a legacy
They tried to kill me 'cause of jealousy
Are you my friend or an enemy?

Yeah, I be in a race car
Ready, start
Fuck around, bitch, I'm telling you I'll go far
I got the loud by the pound, gotta thank God
And I don't really give a fuck about a fake broad
I'm at a loss
I'm at a loss for words
And every time I think It's better but It's getting worse
Say"fuck the law"
Bitch, I did it first so stop flirting with me
Girl, you'll end up getting hurt then we'll fall

It's like every single fucking time I'm on my own
It's like every single fucking time I'm on my own

I just need one more drink
Wonder what you think of me
Feelings bottled up like Hennesy
Still searching for a memory
Yeah, I just need one more drink
I've been tryna leave a legacy
They tried to kill me 'cause of jealousy
Are you my friend or an enemy?
Yeah

GRUNCH IS BACK (Deluxe)

ONE MORE DRINK

ONE MORE DRINK [YungSpoiler]

Lyrics:
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Grunch, what the fuck is wrong with you? (Bomboclatt)

Yeah, yeah
I don't need you, no
Don't you try to come back to me when you feel alone
Yeah, yeah
I thought I knew you so
Turns out that you a lame and just a fucking joke
Turns out that I'm the one that you hated the most
Yeah, I've been through this shit know you ain't special though
You told me that you needed space for us to grow
You're still gonna see me in your dreams; I'm unforgettable

Why don't you just say what you wanna say?
Fucking up my feelings just to not feel the same anyway
I'll admit I miss you but I just can't stand to see your face
Why did you come into my life just to go back where you came?

Lies and lies they build up to the ceiling
Hold me tight, I hate this fucking feeling
Try, I try but interrupt your healing
Say that you would stay but now you're leaving

I don't wanna feel this anymore
My heart on my sleeve; yours on the floor now
I can't really tell what I'm fighting for
But honestly my heart got torn out
Don't you have any more to say?
Don't you have any words for me?
I know I made my mistakes but I can't bear to see you walk away

Ooh (ooh)
Ooh(ooh)
Ooh(ooh)

Yeah, yeah
I don't need you, no
Don't you try to come back to me when you feel alone
Yeah, yeah
I thought I knew you so
Turns out that you a lame and just a fucking joke
Turns out that I'm the one that you hated the most
Yeah, I've been through this shit know you ain't special though
You told me that you needed space for us to grow
You're still gonna see me in your dreams; I'm unforgettable

Unforgettable

Unforgettable (feat. Constance) [Siem Spark]

UNCHARTED ft.Grunch

Yuh, uh, oh, woah
Grunch, what the fuck is wrong with you? (Bomboclatt)

Peep the fit, you and I don't mix, yuh
Talkin' shit gon' get your throat slit, uh
On and on, I'm right and wrong, it's all good
On and on, I'm thinkin' maybe I should
Oh, woah, oh, woah

She said she wanna suck me up in my Cybertruck
I be pulling on her braids, that's a double dutch
I tried my best to hold your hand, but it was not enough
And I ain't trying to be your man, this a one and done

On my shit though, hold up
Ice on my wrist, but I ain't rich though
One of one, Grunch on the instrumental
No love, she gon' ride it, yeah, my dick a rental
So what?
I can't walk around with cash on me
I just hit a bad bitch and turned the flash on it
Talking bout you sad, go and get your bag, shawty
Asking me for funds, do it look like I'm your buddy?

Ooh
When I wanna fuck, shawty always in the mood
Got a lot to say, that's why I stay up in the booth
Play my fucking song, see how the house gon' lose the roof
Grunch is the name when I'm walking through the room

Aye, I don't wanna play
Send your bitch a pic of me and tell me what she say
Semi pointed at you, I'mma spray
Told your bitch I ain't taking her on no date

Peep the fit, you and I don't mix, yuh
Talkin' shit gon' get your throat slit, uh
On and on, I'm right and wrong, it's all good
On and on, I'm thinkin' maybe I should
Oh, woah, oh, woah

ONE & DONE

ONE & DONE [Tiresss]

MYSELF

It's all the same
Why the fuck you tryna see my face?
Oh, it's all the same
Why the fuck you askin' for my name?
It's all the same
Why the hell you askin' where I've been?
Reachin' out to try to grab my hand

And I don't even like you anyway
And I don't even like you anyway
And I don't even like you anyway

B-B-Been through the
Been through the fuckin' motions, yeah (uh)
And when I'm reachin' out, I hope you notice (yeah)
You've been all up in my mind
I gotta code switch
Tryna-tryna focus
I've been fuckin' hopeless
I've been killing all this shit
Lil bitch; I cannot give a fuck now
Same niggas hatin' on me gon' hate when I'm up now
Shawty ain't never gon' find nobody better than me, ay
Doesn't really matter, I've been fuckin' bitches anyway

Shit, oh
I just hope that we can find a way out
I just hope that we can find a
Oh, I just hope that we can run away (shit)

Why the fuck you askin' for my name?
It's all the same
Why the hell you askin' where I've been?
Reachin' out to try to grab my hand

And I don't even like you anyway
And I don't even like you anyway (shit)
And I don't even like you anyway

idontevenlikeyouanyway

idontevenlikeyouanyway [tiresss]

Kels! Flow ft Grunch

Lyrics:
You caught me lying, I made a mistake
I thought that this was all part of a phase
Now all I wanna do is see your face tonight
I tried my hardest, you don’t wanna stay
And I don’t wanna keep playing this game, girl
And while I’m missing you I know you’re doing fine

Somehow thought that you would be for me
And I don’t mind if you fuck my life up
I see that you keep running, running
Get away from me
I gotta get up on my feet
I gotta make this work for me

I gotta distance, listen
I don’t wanna say no to you
But I gotta let go
I don’t need your fuckin’ help
I don’t need assistance, listen
I don’t wanna say no to you
But I gotta let go
I don’t need your fuckin’ help

Know I love myself a little too much
I’m narcissistic 
She comes over around 12
I know I fucked up I tried to fix it
And I know you’re doing well
And I don’t wanna sound bad
I’m faded out my mind
And I just want my time back

Somehow thought that you would be for me
And I don’t mind if you fuck my life up
I see that you keep running, running
Get away from me
I gotta get up on my feet
I gotta make this work for me

I gotta distance, listen
I don’t wanna say no to you
But I gotta let go
I don’t need your fuckin’ help
I don’t need assistance, listen
I don’t wanna say no to you
But I gotta let go
I don’t need your fuckin’ help

Yeah, I’m ‘bout to run this bih so fast
When you turned on me, yeah, I almost —- crashed
I don’t talk about my life ‘cause it’s so sad
Told myself that I’m done goin’ out bad
Wasting all my time when we speaking 
And you wanna come, yeah, you leeching
No, you cannot be like the bros
Turn with my bros
Turn on me bih that’s how it go
Yeah, winning so much can’t keep the score
Told myself peers that imma do it now they thinking I’m a joke
People be tryna steal my swag but you can’t buy it at the store
Yeah, you wanted to steal my swag but you can’t buy it at the store
Yeah, you wanted to steal my swag but bitch you cannot have no more huh
And you was crying on my line I had to tell that bih let go
And you was crying on my line to come back but I closed the phone
You was lying on my life
Straight up lying in my life 
Pouring up the vodka is it Tito’s or a Skyy?
And I pour another drink because I’m tryna lose my sight
And this girl tryna pour me, I really think she fine
And I’m ’bout to roll up, get high, and fucking skydive
Saying you was hopeless, yeah same
Sorry that I make decisions and I use my brain
Calling me, why?
Calling me out of my name
Calling me, why?
Calling me when you wanted distance 
Calling me, why?
Calling me because you know I listen

Distance

Distance (feat. A$H)

Music Video

Distance (feat. A$H) [PRIV]

New Single “Distance" Out Now On All Platforms
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Ricura [Figi]

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