Cut Up

This that shit that make me cut up on em I done ran my money up So I got one up on em My dawgy got the stick He put the drum up on Tryna hit a nigga shit and get to ftttt ftttt Told yo hoe that we can fuck But we can't make that shit no habit Racks all in the mattress Bitch I ran this shit up trappin I ain't gon say too much or play too much We make shit happen Tryna put all my dawgs in brand new whips And brand new Pateks They know that we gettin plenty cake All y'all hoes be begging for birkin bags My bitch want real estate Really I fucked her once and tossed her ass Ain't goin on dinner dates I ain't even hiding this shit I got no more I'm puttin it in ya face New hoe on my line She thick and caramel like butterscotch How the fuck they let me get this turnt I bought another watch Hit the dealer pull out brand new coupes I bought another drop It's way too many chickens in the crib We need another spot Shhhhhhh Keep quiet Be quiet Keep quiet Count up so much racks They think we running up the score I don't wanna talk to you lil Niggas cuz ya broke I can't leave the spot cuz I got jays at the door Treat the money just like Latto Tellem put it on the floor Yea How you ran that money up I told em taking risk Niggas know I get on beats fareal And get to spankin shit My pockets look like pinky Tripple X my paper thick Lil hoe said she like my dreads I told that bitch these baby wicks Vacuum seal the work make sure it's good Then put the stamp on it Vice grip on the block that shit on lock We put the clamp on it I seen so many people show me love Then turn they back on me These pussy niggas always in my business But can't stand on it Yea This that shit that make me cut up on em I done ran my money up So I got one up on em My dawgy got the stick He put the drum up on Tryna hit a nigga shit and get to ftttt ftttt Yea This that shit that make me cut up on em I done ran my money up So I got one up on em My dawgy got the stick He put the drum up on Tryna hit a nigga shit and get to ftttt ftttt