
Cutta Watch Out Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Y'all boys dumb as fuck. You thought them boys was your brothers, huh
Fuckin stupid. Just because they're blood don't make you real brothers
Danm
And just because of the shit they say dont make you real blood
So long, so long. I've been hurting so long, so long
You can here it in my voice and my tone and my tone
I've been hurting for so long, so long
All they say is hold on, hold on
I drink all my drink, I drink all my drink. It's all gone
I sit here and think, I sit here and think all night long
Do you know what it's like? Do you know what it's like to be on your own
Everybody keep fakin , all they do is hating
They lure you in with that motherfucking bait
I got stabbed in my back
Stabbed by some motherfucking snakes
I'm never gonna trust. All I do is hating
Thought it was early, but I guess too late
And I hop on the beat and you know that I'm racing
I hop on the beat and it's cutting no chasing
It's cutting no chasing
It's cutting no chasing
You know we not chasing
You know we not chasing
Like, fuck is you saying
Hop on the beat and I go super saiyan
That bitch wanna fuck, that bitch was a fan
I hop on the bitch and I hop on a friend
Cartier glasses just look through the lens
Never gon' fold bitch, I'm never gon' bend
I call up the guys and that's T,YSN
Double back and I do it again
Double back and I do it again
Tell me to slide, I said fuck five, just give me the ten
I'm feeling so high, I'm feeling the vibe
It's never gon' end
My name is cuttaand don't you fucking play me
I got two twin glocks and they will up at any day
I don't give a fuck about what you gotta say
I'm up on this shit and I'm doing my own thing
Doing my own thing
Like, fuck it, had to go get me a bucket
Took a shot, turned that thing to something
Turn that thing to something
Yeah, turn that thing to something
This shit ain't fucking sweet no more
You judge my voice just by my tone
But if I up it at your throne, my beat'll roam
My name is Chase, but Curt's just won't leave me alone
I smoke the weed to ease the pain, I'm getting stoned
can't feel my face, can't feel my face, can't feel my bone