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Absyte
Absyte
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marcus Machado
Marcus Machado
Composer
Camille M. Mitchell
Camille M. Mitchell
Songwriter
Absyte
Absyte
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Absyte
Absyte
Producer
Marcus Machado
Marcus Machado
Producer

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Kutha Snakes
What’s there to believe? We Cobra sneakin in the leaves /send tricks up they sleeves while they heart do bleed / now what’s the steeze HOs schemin to be his main squeeze / but he be leavin em on froze like a pop do freeze / no oh jeeze these HOs given necks for checks / delusional cookies man milk on they chests / what’s next? the pussy porn got em thinking sex / they be tryin to be long term while this **** like NEXT/ while linda’s blair’s do stare now child let it go why even dare / oh monfrare daddy left them chinchillas in a hole / got em swinging by a pole star struck i suppose/
One might ask forgive me what the hell is a kutha / well let’s take journey cause it’s not your average karma sutra
1. a male dog. 2. derogatory. a man or boy type feelin kinda of froggy 4) regarded as unpleasant a bitch w/ gripes/ or a scallywag trippin cause hefull of hype / the only tree he be be between them knees / oh yeah a kutha you betta watch ya back now sis beat believe / this nicca a sea monster this nicca live in abyss
R fowl slaughtered slowly as prescribed by Islamic law.". It has been more broadly defined as "killing an animal with a prayer" or "a sacrifice to God".
Kutha slaughter of the fowler meat
May Allah take no seat as i drop this heat
He a kutha male dog diggin a ditch
**** settle all his beef with the hips of chick
Kutha a prayer to the Almighty
May he change his ways to keep his house tightly
Kutha so i’mma pray over his soul
While his chick swing around that pole now hedi ho
Now here’s the real that’s only half of the feels / got magnificent great nippin at they heels / so what’s the deal son they was in the back getting lit when pandemic hit that made him split his shit / ain’t that trip brought the snake into the grip / made a crib out her hips cause she drop that shit / is she a blood naw she only drink that shit / left the love dried up crud wondering where they get that trick / stole his soul now they calling out interpol / oh no sucked his wallet dry after brains left him at 4th and goal / ran his card up with a siren voice and a coochie moist hoist / he ain’t even see it coming when she left him for his boys /
Kutha slaughter of the fowler meat
May Allah take no seat as i drop this heat
He a kutha male dog diggin a ditch
**** settle all his beef by the
Slaughter kutha a prayer to God Almighty
May he change his ways to keep his house tightly
But he a kutha so i’mma pray over his soul
While his chick swing around that pole now hedi ho
What you think i think they comin after me dog /so imma knock they soul outta of em like dr. strange on pause / and who that God that’s my day 2 ghost cause he say he day 1 but he ain’t know about you.
/ say she scared of em then ain’t prepared for em / he don’t love you as much as he scorn em / love thy self and know your a shelf / pussy grabber call em mr stealth / lights camera action rob thine energy to poor health / vanilla ice cream was his favorite flavor / but they can’t copy better than his life saver / and what he gave her she was the fat dream girl / chocolate swirl w/ a voice like pearls /
Written by: Camille M. Mitchell, Marcus Machado
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