Bitch you ain’t no strap so why the fuck you think I miss yo ass
Tryna run it up I’m in tha trap so Ian kiss yo ass
Niggas in tha cut prolly clutchin tryna catch my ass
Bitch you ain no pack so why the fuck you think I miss yo ass
I came from out tha slums sellin’ drugs bitch I can get a bag
She only suck me up but I promise I can get her back
Moving like a cluck cause you know that I don’t ever brag
They flexing what I had and Ion flex , they think I’m down bad
40s, 9s and 45s
I can get you outta dea
This pack gone sell like chicken fries
Treat my junkies like my kin
My charges add to 29
I’ll do tha dash like taymor dem
Heard they at my kap they really not
Pull tha Glock blast all of them
Monkey down turn around you follow him
My dick been all around but I promise she gone swallow him
I think feelings just for clowns , I stacked my bread lost all of thеm
I run this shit , a parliament
Hollow tip , jungle gym , you know cause ..
Bitch you ain’t no strap so why thе fuck you think I miss yo ass
Tryna run it up I’m in tha trap so Ian kiss yo ass
Niggas in tha cut prolly clutchin tryna catch my ass
Bitch you ain no pack so why the fuck you think I miss yo ass
Put my —- on yo ass
Prolly call my cousin if you spazz
Cause ain’t no point in gettin’ mad
And once I slide don’t get me back
Niggas stepping but I made a pact
He reppin’ so I’m smoking that
I wonder where his niggas at , (where the fuck they at)
We bullet passing like tha packers (yeah , A-Rod A-Rod)
He be talkin like a rapper
Send my shootas like tha raptors
Bullets rip off his stature
Ain got no mufuckin manners
Fuck a tee give him a banner
Dig a hole up for my hammer
I’m like Zero with tha shovel
You like Nemo when it’s trouble
We can’t find yo scary ass
It’s snakes all up in grass
Jakes all on my stupid ass
Think twice before shoot his ass
Get that bank recruit a man
Sit back an watch a movie man
Shoot a actor outta moving van
Watch him spin , a ceiling fan
Ain no gang it’s cutta clan
Where I lay in cuttaland
All my ops in a badlands
Cuttaboy a madman
Tryna run it up I’m in tha trap so Ian kiss yo ass
Niggas in tha cut prolly clutchin tryna catch my ass
Bitch you ain no pack so why the fuck you think I miss yo ass
I came from out tha slums sellin’ drugs bitch I can get a bag
She only suck me up but I promise I can get her back
Moving like a cluck cause you know that I don’t ever brag
They flexing what I had and Ion flex , they think I’m down bad
40s, 9s and 45s
I can get you outta dea
This pack gone sell like chicken fries
Treat my junkies like my kin
My charges add to 29
I’ll do tha dash like taymor dem
Heard they at my kap they really not
Pull tha Glock blast all of them
Monkey down turn around you follow him
My dick been all around but I promise she gone swallow him
I think feelings just for clowns , I stacked my bread lost all of thеm
I run this shit , a parliament
Hollow tip , jungle gym , you know cause ..
Bitch you ain’t no strap so why thе fuck you think I miss yo ass
Tryna run it up I’m in tha trap so Ian kiss yo ass
Niggas in tha cut prolly clutchin tryna catch my ass
Bitch you ain no pack so why the fuck you think I miss yo ass
Put my —- on yo ass
Prolly call my cousin if you spazz
Cause ain’t no point in gettin’ mad
And once I slide don’t get me back
Niggas stepping but I made a pact
He reppin’ so I’m smoking that
I wonder where his niggas at , (where the fuck they at)
We bullet passing like tha packers (yeah , A-Rod A-Rod)
He be talkin like a rapper
Send my shootas like tha raptors
Bullets rip off his stature
Ain got no mufuckin manners
Fuck a tee give him a banner
Dig a hole up for my hammer
I’m like Zero with tha shovel
You like Nemo when it’s trouble
We can’t find yo scary ass
It’s snakes all up in grass
Jakes all on my stupid ass
Think twice before shoot his ass
Get that bank recruit a man
Sit back an watch a movie man
Shoot a actor outta moving van
Watch him spin , a ceiling fan
Ain no gang it’s cutta clan
Where I lay in cuttaland
All my ops in a badlands
Cuttaboy a madman
( CuttaBoy Santana )
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