Cutthroat

Fuck consequences I feel a lil cutthroat
Bitch shaking ass as she drivin the damn boat
Money too long like a motherfucking trench coat
You are what you eat then bitch I'm a damn goat
Me and lil bro gone show you how to ball
By 23 bitch I wanna have it all
All I say is Yao the money too tall
If I want you dead then I'm gonna make the call
Going apeshit got em jumping off the wall
Cut a nigga throat having em going to the light
Knowing my niggas gone shoot him on sight
Glock with the beam yeah this shit is too bright
Don't you die lil nigga just fight
I slap ya mama ass lil nigga I might
Two killers on my left cuz something ain't right
Fucking with me ya nigga gone die
Wanna test ya luck nigga just try
Crash ya homie funeral better not cry
You sitting too low I put you in the sky
Two twin eagles let them bitches fly
I say what I mean this shit is no lie
All this cheese I think I need a grater
Stepped on my jewels I'm feeling like a skater
Finished this verse Ima fuck you hoes later

And I make a bitch bend wit no discussion
Take my time when im in no rushing
Knock the smile off ha face no blushing
Pump it up in a bitch Joe Budden
And let a bitch nigga jump tough I'm busting
Fuck his bitch and sis or cousin
Got a blick but that shit mean nothing
We'll show a nigga how I'm coming
Check these niggas like events on a calendar
Kick that bitch she ride dick like a amateur
Bully these niggas and it ain't no standing up
Why they be dodging these niggas not challengers
We only know action,
Watch bro get to spazzing for all of that shit you be cappin bout
He told me stick to the rapping
A day later his homie gone now he don't know what happen now
Adding the body count
They say I'm acting out
Cause i stay up in shit no colon
Well just watch how I come when I'm rolling
To knock yo pin down like a nigga was bowling
You niggas be toting but really won't blow em
Got hands for no reason but really won't throw em
Tell me bout them blicks, but you niggas won't show em
You niggas my sons it's my fault i disowned you
Let's face the fact i inspire these niggas
He talking til I'm smacking five out a nigga
Got a few clips and I'll shoot and rewind it
To show that I'm ready to go open fire on a nigga
He in a midlife crisis
We do him spicy
Told that lil nigga don't try me
Shorty gon come lay the bomb
And since then she been calling my phone til she tired of a nigga
Bitch



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Writer(s): Michael Redmond Jr.
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