Cut up Lyrics

Oh, that's how you comin

Oh ite I see how it is going tit for tat and shit, shit ain nuffin ian even trippin off dat shit

I thought I had one, but you know how that go

Everybody for everybody, ain't nobody real

Everybody want clout, I just stay on my grind tryna figure shit out

Talking' down on the gang, better watch your mouth

Ill have them young niggas at your house

We the last real niggas cuz I swear it's a drought

Told my dawgs i got him let me stay ona couch

But that was back when I was fucked up

Can't sit back and wait, just to luck up

We ain't locked in ion show u no tough love

We some fly young niggas, but I bet they won't touch us

762's gave a nigga a touch up

We gettin' money, we ain't really with the tough stuff

Think shit sweet, you can still get fucked up

Drank two cut's , so you know I'm bout to cut up

I don't even know if I really want love

I'll get you some roses, baby, just because

You bitches be hatin', just be in the way

I be tryna fall back if I'm doin' too much

I love hard, I can tell when I'm geekin

So some shit I say, I know I might be tweakin

But my heart was lost and lil shawty my beacon

I said, never again, but lil' shawty, my reason

Why you always tryna act like that

When you know your friends gon' see it

Then you gon' get drunk start saying shit

I hope you don't mean it

Everybody love fake, tryna find some real shit

Man, I'm fiendin

Only one bitch hit my phone and my ass get to cheesein

But I ain't no simp don't play with me

Gotta know them killas they stay with me

I don't care what gang gon' say to me

Cause them niggas still know I got bae with me

She ain't with me for the glitz and the glam

She don't want Twinn shawty want, who I am

She wan lock in and I told her we can

I can tell she want me, posted me on her spam

I thought I had one, but you know how that go

Everybody for everybody, ain't nobody real

Everybody want clout, I just stay on my grind tryna figure shit out

Talking' down on the gang, better watch your mouth

Ill have them young niggas at your house

We the last real niggas cuz I swear it's a drought

Told my dawgs i got him let me stay ona couch

But that was back when I was fucked up

Can't sit back and wait, just to luck up

We ain't locked in ion show u no tough love

We some fly young niggas, but I bet they won't touch us

762's gave a nigga a touch up

We gettin' money, we ain't really with the tough stuff

Think shit sweet, you can still get fucked up

Drank two cut's , so you know I'm bout to cut up

So you know I'm bout to cut up

So you know I'm bout to cut up

So you know I'm bout to cut up