Machete
I had to cut them I'm a fiend I'm a leave when I'm ready
Holes in my jeans twenty grand for this chevy
She say she a thot but she gone stop when she ready
I hear that a lot, That shit deep that shit heavy
I put in that overtime trying to get that fetty
Cook up like I'm chef boy
Cook up like I'm betty
She a little dopey but shorty got that wetty
So I had to cut her, Cut her off with the machete
Ouu (Ouu)
Ouu, Cut her off (Cut her off)
I can not wait my patience low
Smoking on this weed got me moving slow
I'm not alright so it's right to the macy's
Spending when I'm pissed, I might list what I'm making
You gone get this dick don't even trip, Why you pacing
Cut her off machete style
Shorty called me jason
Ouu I had to leave she act like she ain't really notice it
Fucking up yo money with these dummies they gone blow that shit
Fucking up these commas watch me make them back
I cut you off you gone forever that's a fucking fact
I had to cut them I'm a fiend I'm a leave when I'm ready
Holes in my jeans twenty grand for this chevy
She say she a thot but she gone stop when she ready
I hear that a lot, That shit deep that shit heavy
I put in that overtime trying to get that fetty
Cook up like I'm chef boy
Cook up like I'm betty
She a little dopey but shorty got that wetty
So I had to cut her, Cut her off with the machete
Lately I been making the same decisions bringing the same mistakes
Lately they been seeing me making changes In a major way
They been saying that I den said I think I'm the best around
Let me clarify that I said I'm the hottest in my town (Ou-ou)
Had to step back (Back)
Had to go and get to bag (To the bag)
Yeah
Excuse me I was counting up racks (Racks)
Need more rubber bands for my stacks (Stacks)
Damn I hate the way that you act
Damn I really hate the way you act
Hell fucking naw don't want you back
Hell no I don't want to take you back
I had to cut them I'm a fiend I'm a leave when I'm ready
Holes in my jeans twenty grand for this chevy
She say she a thot but she gone stop when she ready
I hear that a lot, That shit deep that shit heavy
I put in that overtime trying to get that fetty
Cook up like I'm chef boy
Cook up like I'm betty
She a little dopey but shorty got that wetty
So I had to cut her, Cut her off with the machete
Ouu, Cut her off
I can not wait my patience
I can not wait my patience
Damn I
Damn I hate the way that you act
Damn I really hate the way you act
Hell fucking naw don't want you back
Hell no I don't want to take you back
Holes in my jeans twenty grand for this chevy
She say she a thot but she gone stop when she ready
I hear that a lot, That shit deep that shit heavy
I put in that overtime trying to get that fetty
Cook up like I'm chef boy
Cook up like I'm betty
She a little dopey but shorty got that wetty
So I had to cut her, Cut her off with the machete
Ouu (Ouu)
Ouu, Cut her off (Cut her off)
I can not wait my patience low
Smoking on this weed got me moving slow
I'm not alright so it's right to the macy's
Spending when I'm pissed, I might list what I'm making
You gone get this dick don't even trip, Why you pacing
Cut her off machete style
Shorty called me jason
Ouu I had to leave she act like she ain't really notice it
Fucking up yo money with these dummies they gone blow that shit
Fucking up these commas watch me make them back
I cut you off you gone forever that's a fucking fact
I had to cut them I'm a fiend I'm a leave when I'm ready
Holes in my jeans twenty grand for this chevy
She say she a thot but she gone stop when she ready
I hear that a lot, That shit deep that shit heavy
I put in that overtime trying to get that fetty
Cook up like I'm chef boy
Cook up like I'm betty
She a little dopey but shorty got that wetty
So I had to cut her, Cut her off with the machete
Lately I been making the same decisions bringing the same mistakes
Lately they been seeing me making changes In a major way
They been saying that I den said I think I'm the best around
Let me clarify that I said I'm the hottest in my town (Ou-ou)
Had to step back (Back)
Had to go and get to bag (To the bag)
Yeah
Excuse me I was counting up racks (Racks)
Need more rubber bands for my stacks (Stacks)
Damn I hate the way that you act
Damn I really hate the way you act
Hell fucking naw don't want you back
Hell no I don't want to take you back
I had to cut them I'm a fiend I'm a leave when I'm ready
Holes in my jeans twenty grand for this chevy
She say she a thot but she gone stop when she ready
I hear that a lot, That shit deep that shit heavy
I put in that overtime trying to get that fetty
Cook up like I'm chef boy
Cook up like I'm betty
She a little dopey but shorty got that wetty
So I had to cut her, Cut her off with the machete
Ouu, Cut her off
I can not wait my patience
I can not wait my patience
Damn I
Damn I hate the way that you act
Damn I really hate the way you act
Hell fucking naw don't want you back
Hell no I don't want to take you back
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Writer(s): Edward Turner
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