Cuttin' Loose

Far from a pimp, but know potential when I see it

Put you up on game, but it's on you to believe it

Throw my people bows, you won't see me like I'm Cena

In a 392, bumble bees on the seating

Kush is my cologne, won't even question if you smell it

Gettin' money, break hearts, rock ice for the swelling

As far as what I'm doing later on, no telling

Gingerbread man, if you can, better catch me

Before you ask my name, it's sitting right here on my necklace

Or call me Mr. whole lotta motion when addressing me

If I was dead broke, shit you probably wouldn't have guessed it

Never walk around with your hand out desperate