Cuttin (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Kevin Gates

Composed by：Kevin Gates

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I be thinkin' 'bout that shit bricks switchin' up my order

Gettin' caught we ain't receivin' the minimum-time offer

You heard?

I'm droppin' dimes off for a limited-time offer

Pussy smell like with a stench like mop water

Lips down ass out the window she tastin' the meat

Vic throwin' cash out the window can't stay in the Jeep

Play by the rules start winnin' in the street

Now chicks choose to lose they virginity to me

Fresh in my white tee you see it?

From the will of my feet

Cases still in the seat dick keep hittin' her teeth

I'm out of town you ain't 'posed to know at all

Now he posted on a poster you supposed to get involved huh

Plus he was close to y'all hit him in the face

I been 'bout a blender he ain't get in there with Gates

It was me visions seen on the scene dealin' kis

Tellin' God when he come could he please think of me? Amen

Please think of me

Please think of me

Tellin' God when he come could he please think of me?

They say them bitches down the street on retail for business

Burglarizing corner stores on retail for liquor

He sell the triggers with seashells to hit you

Drop CL right from the detail division

Tellin' me to work I'm workin' around it

Motherfuck

The Glock more convenient than a courtesy counter

I'm hustlin' nigga

Emergency Mr Gates need surgery

I'm sicker than a motherfucker ain't nobody heard of me

My friends wanna murder me put me in a brown box

Church suit brown tie white hat brown socks

Sound shots more bass than a sound shop

Cousin at the buzzer right before the out-of-bounds clock

For whatever I ain't listenin' to pricks

Get to riffin' give 'em stitches clips kiss 'em in the lips

Ah

Same nigga gassed for the brake yellow bitch

Late night be fuckin' Mike on some pipes wetter shit

Please think of me

Please think of me

Tellin' God when he come could he please

Say Gates your Auntie Nita back in town I ain't tryna see her

Keep from arguin' I'd rather be in motion when I'm speakin'

Somewhere not achievin' probably smokin' in the bleachers

Lotta weed

Suspended just for leavin' bein' noticed by the teachers

Well fuck 'em

Steady blowin' reefer never noticin' the deacon

But God changed my life and I'm supposed to be a preacher

Amen

Still got gorillas that go in the clutch for me

Huh

Still get a half a brick for ninety-six hundred

Huh

Hit Gates on the pager he got some shit comin'

That cigarette small-face '96 money

645 CI buy a whip money

Oh yeah

You talkin' 'bout Gates you mentionin' a G

Mentionin' a G

When you talkin' 'bout Travis you mentionin' a king

If it ain't about bread never mention it to me

Never mention it to me

You could lose your life in swift moments of violence

So when your name mentioned you given moments of silence

Let us pray

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