Cuttin' Up

(album: Welcome 2 Chiraq: Lud Foe Edition - 2016)

Lets get it, lets get it
Aye, aye (KidWond3r you made this beat dang!)
290 shit man, out west shit nigga
You know how we rockin nigga
Get yo' guns up get yo funds up
You on that opp shit, get mob stick bitch
Straight gang shit, aye, boochie gang!

[Hook:]
Aye
Aye
She said she like my swag, I be cutting up
He can't hang with us cause he ain't cut enough (nigga)
You don't want war with us, you ain't tough enough (tough enough)
I just bought a 5th of Henny and I drunk it up BITCH!
You say you want some smoke, nigga puff it up BITCH!
We fall in KOD and then we fuck it up (bow bow bow)
We criminals, this shit can get corrupt with us
You do subliminals, we ride with them illegals tucked

I told these pussy niggas not to fuck with us
And shout out to the hoes they be sucking us (gang)
I gotta get this money up, that's a must (must)
Used to ride the bus
See the cops then I'm kicking dust (skr skr skr)
I cop a foreign, Ima valet park the bitch (lets get it, lets get it)
I'm rolling with my niggas, I can't fuck with the opposite (gang gang)
She said she wanna fuck, Ima charge the bitch (huh)
Ten thousand for thirty mins, give the hardest dick (wha wha)
I know you see me VIP with all this bling on (bling blang)
I punch yo ass in yo face with all my rings on (ba ba ba!)
Hollow bullets beatin in your chest, choppa King Kong
I get that work, I bounce it back like a ping pong
You Bill Withers, get you a shoulder that you can lean on
Just met a thick bitch, Her name is money and she wear green thongs,
I heard you be lackin off that lean get yo snooze on
Get my cruise on, Ima mac with some trues on

[Hook]

Ima higher then the stars, coolin with the stars
I can tell she ain't never been in a foreign car (skr skr)
She can tell I get money and buy the whole bar
Last night I could've sworn I smoked the whole jar
F and N, choppa bullets they go very far (BOW)
I fuck that bitch and her friend like Hugh Hefner
And bitch I live the life of a hard knock
Have a shoot out with the fed I might kill a cop
Put this red beam on yo head like a polka dot (bow bow bow)
And if a nigga fuck with my bread, watch a body drop
Niggas in the house cause they scared, we pop out a lot
We pull up with Glocks, macs, 90's, got rugers with mops
And ion give no fuck bout no bitch I got all the thots
It ain't no lacking, keep that thirty, I got all the shots
I call all the shots,I got coke and all the pots
I pull up in a drop, throwin hunnids all out the top (GANG)

[Hook]