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Cut
8
Hip-Hop/Rap
Cut è stato pubblicato il 18 ottobre 2019 da Young Rich Squad LLC come parte dell'album Trap Jack 3
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Data di uscita18 ottobre 2019
EtichettaYoung Rich Squad LLC
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM87

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joey Trap
Joey Trap
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Joseph Kirkpatrick
Justin Joseph Kirkpatrick
Songwriter

Testi

I can’t sip with you cus your lean always cut
Made a hunnid bands off 50 bucks
Came from nothing we don’t give a fuck
Never lackin keep my tooly tuck yuh
I think my bitch needa bigger ass
Not gon lie it do look kinda flat yuh
Got her booty fixed and now she bad yuh
Top me while I’m driving I might crash yuh
I remember I was out of luck
She get on her knees think she praying when she suck
If you need them keys prolly know a couple plugs
I been getting g’s I don’t needa sell no drugs
Drugs
I be on that grind like every day aye
A **** rich I’m getting money I don’t take breaks
She gimmie throat oh oh I feel like tay k , aye
Joey bopping bombs you better vacate
I can’t sip with you cus your lean always cut
Made a hunnid bands off 50 bucks
Came from nothing we don’t give a fuck
Never lackin keep my tooly tuck yuh
I think my bitch needa bigger ass
Not gon lie it do look kinda flat yuh
Got her booty fixed and now she bad yuh
Top me while I’m driving I might crash yuh
I remember smoking with the plug
I ain’t have no friends just the money & drugs
Now I’m in my bag posted with a bunch of thugs
I won’t sip yo lean I can tell yo shit is cut
Cut
I can tell yo shit is always stepped on
Hit a lick and then I split it take the rest home
Aim it at yo face he slick he got a vest on
I got the Cadillac in white, plus the rest chrome
**** talking on my name
But they wanna be me Issa Shame
20 on a mufucking chain
Bugging if you think that you can tame us
I be with gorillas ands the lions
In the zoo where all my hittas really spying
Got these Robbins on my jeans is prolly flying
Bitch
It’s off the dome not even trying
But did I mention y’all my sons
(y’all my sons bop)
The blicky came right with a drum
A **** broke was eating crumbs uh
But now I eat filet mignion uh
I can’t sip with you cus your lean always cut
Made a hunnid bands off 50 bucks
Came from nothing we don’t give a fuck
Never lackin keep my tooly tuck yuh
I think my bitch needa bigger ass
Not gon lie it do look kinda flat yuh
Got her booty fixed and now she bad yuh
Top me while I’m driving I might crash yuh
I remember I was out of luck
She get on her knees think she praying when she suck
If you need them keys prolly know a couple plugs
I been getting g’s I don’t needa sell no drugs
Drugs
I be on that grind like every day aye
A **** rich I’m getting money I don’t take breaks
She gimmie throat oh oh I feel like tay k , aye
Joey bopping bombs you better vacate
I can’t sip with you cus your lean always cut
Made a hunnid bands off 50 bucks
Came from nothing we don’t give a fuck
Never lackin keep my tooly tuck yuh
I think my bitch needa bigger ass
Not gon lie it do look kinda flat yuh
Got her booty fixed and now she bad yuh
Top me while I’m driving I might crash yuh
Written by: Justin Joseph Kirkpatrick
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