Still in the Cut ft. Fayettiivlone Lyrics

I'm still in the cut, I'm still in the cut, Pop a pill roll, a blunt, pop a seal pour a cup, yeah

I'm still in the cut, I'm still in the cut, Pop a pill roll, a blunt, pop a seal pour a cup, yeah

Uh

Grandpa, can you tell me a story?

All day, man, you know where to find me, facts, yeah

I'm still in the cut, I been here all day

What's up in my cup, got me feeling some way

What's up in my blunt, got me up and away

Like a bird or a plane, I'm too fly and they lame, yeah

Still with me, still the same, still that sqad, nigga, uh

Blowing on bomb, nigga, talking more green than farms nigga, yeah

Claiming that I'm on because of luck, look at my charm nigga

You just a regular Tom nigga, about my cheese like Parmesan nigga

And shout out to the fast life, niggas know I'm in the fast lane

Kicking me when I was down, should've seen how they switch when the cash came

Take a sip and a dab, man, plug let me get a tab, man

Smoking weed on the ave, man you catch me on the ave man, yeah

And I'm running through a sack, yeah you already know I'm fucking up a pack

Real talk is gone, I'ma call the plug back, he like, where you at?

What kind of question is that?

I'm still in the cut, I'm still in the cut, Pop a pill roll, a blunt, pop a seal pour a cup, yeah

I'm still in the cut, I'm still in the cut, Pop a pill roll, a blunt, pop a seal pour a cup, yeah

I'm still in the cut, I'm still in the cut, Pop a pill roll, a blunt, pop a seal pour a cup, yeah

I'm still in the cut, I'm still in the cut, Pop a pill roll, a blunt, pop a seal pour a cup, yeah

Fiji bottle, yeah, your bitch throw a towel, yeah

I don't see nobody in the crowd smiling

When the glock get up so quick, yeah

I just be smoking on a zip sending hollow tips

Like a bley blade bitch, let it rip

No, that's not the first attempt, your mans built like he Paul Bunyan

Why these niggas stuntin', let me change the topic, y eah, my soul so rotten

Jiffy got the glyphy, you can get hit, catch a stick

That's a code name, but this no kids next door

I will shoot this hold bitch, up you can get extort

Niggas tryna play me and Coolz,now we get plays like courts

Your bitch like a fish short, why you tryna rap?

This shit barely ain't for you,ttop, ooh,

Blow your block up, we ain't even gotta use the tool

Beat his ass with my bare fists, who you talking to?

No silencers on the weapons

You gon' hear it when we make the news

Fuckboy tie your shoes