Cut Ur Heart Open Lyrics

It's ATA on the beat bitch uhh

I'm a zombie cause Im walking round like I'm dead

Go ahead and try me put a bullet In your head

Smoking big joints out in the shed

Heard a door close man I hope it ain't the feds

If it is tho I'm gone where'd he go

In my black AF1's boutta rob another store

Drinking all this liquor

Shotgun it feel it quicker

I'm a cold blooded killer

this solo unfamiliar

But I get the dub on features cause you know that I deliver

Didn't know that was your girl she gave me head and then you kissed her

Flow so hot I just I got a blister Ice so cold it's makin you shiver

She asked if I'm a saint nah girl I'm a sinner

And I'm feelin like JT cry me river

Cause I can't deal witcha

My finger on the trigga

A bullet in your head like the first verse said

But I'm way to young to even buy a gun…

So you arrdy know my blade gon have to do

Lurking in the dark just searching for you

Light up and we spark ATA told me to start

But I missed the fucking drop

Now she tellin' me to stop

But I keep on going make your bra strap pop

And I keep on floating cause I still be smoking

Yea we keep on floatin (Floatin')

You keep on choking (You jokin')

Keep that blunt in motion

It was all love until I cut your heart open

Found a dope ass bitch but I got a cold heart so i ain't even gonna start

Out for blood like I'm a shark

Switch tatted on my arm

Slash the tires on your car

So you ain't gon make it far

Fuck I sounded the alarm

Got a baddie with me yuh

And she sticking out her tongue girl you know you got me sprung

How they do where you from I'm from the 801

Fuckboy you really got me thinking bout redrum

Got some 12's in the back that'll blow your eardrum

And a 12 on my lap that'll blow your cap back

Just for fun I'm about to do a motherfuckin hit and run

And I got some good green stuffed inside my backpack

Imma switch it up on you then I'll bring it right back

Once you hear that fuckin uhh you know it's edub on the track

If I hear the police you know my shotty gettin racked

I be Blowin all this cash got her arching out her back

Number one on the charts I let my uncle handle that

Got the stang and I'm driving way to mothafuckin fast

120 On the dash

Flyin on the overpass

(And you know I'm hella trashed bitch you know

I'm hella and you know I'm hella)