Cutta / D1 Lyrics

Told him he could meet my cutta, man

Yeah this choppa leave your body in the gutter, man

Think it's nice that you're close, but I'm one up, man

He can't see me, he ain't even, he ain't summoned, man

All this gas that I smoke, running through the air

It ain't nothing

All that noise that you making, it ain't nothing

When the noise of this Glock ring, it's going to leave you gushing

We done seen a fucking lot, but this ain't nothing

Used to swallow pills, they gon' get my stomach pumping

I used to sip on lean, now they hide the robotussin

Like I got BPD, say they love me, I don't trust it

And we send .223's to the top of your muffin

And you don't want to see what I'm hiding, think I'm bluffing

And you don't want to see the demon, bet you ain't gon' love it

I know you don't believe in me, but I'm just saying "fuck it"

And everything I ever do is gon' add to fucking nothing

You ain't seen no crash out like this, I'm going D1

He wants to be a victim, fuck it, guess he's gonna be one

He said he was outside, done spun around, don't see him

All these bullet holes it look like a coliseum

All this damn static, it be looking like a TV

He don't see me running up, he's looking like he's Stevie

He done hit my DM's for a mother fuckin' freebie

I told him, told him, told him

Told him he could meet my cutta, man

Yeah this choppa leave your body in the gutter, man

Think it's nice that you're close, but I'm one up, man

He can't see me, he ain't even, he ain't summoned, man

All this gas that I smoke, running through the air

It ain't nothing

All that noise that you making, it ain't nothing

When the noise of this Glock ring, it's going to leave you gushing

We done seen a fucking lot, but this ain't nothing