Cut Up

Bitch, chill out (uh)
Ayy (uh)
Ayy, cut up

I'd get your throat cut up
I'd get your folks cut up
I'd get your ho to flip up
Niggas ain't no shit, figure
I ain't doin' shit that's under six figures
Bitch break up, money hungry, rich nigga
Five Starski, make a hoe a big tipper
G-Lock on my waist, move wrong, it's gon' glitch up

Niggas out here broke, better sell sum' quick
CC got the Drac', I'm 'boutta zel sum' quick
Where them niggas at? I know they failed sum' quick
Put 'em in the dirt, I'll nail sum' quick
Mama think I'm still sellin' weed, I went legit
'Bout to run the whole damn city, niggas trip
'Bout to run the whole damn scene, it's time to cut up
Swiss on car, get your pussy ass down

I'd get your throat cut up
I'd get your folks cut up
I'd get your ho to flip up
Niggas ain't no shit, figure
I ain't doin' shit that's under six figures
Bitch break up, money hungry, rich nigga
Five Starski, make a hoe a big tipper
G-Lock on my waist, move wrong, it's gon' glitch up



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Writer(s): Rocco Thomas Roy, Brandon Antione Banner
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