cutlery

Lyrics

[Verse] (Ayy, what these niggas on Soulja?) Yes I got these racks but why would I put you on? Ayy Zay-Way came in with that salad, look like crouton, ayy Tacky fits, he in New Balance and them Trues on Ayy, that MAC-y jammed right on that boy like he ain't Groudon I load up this blunt then turn my zoot on, ayy Take a couple looks in the air like who rolled boof up? I hate all these niggas worse than Ku Klux Tryna dodge IRS but I'm a lil' too up (Klrrr) Bae said I am the best but she still booed up Got me a Glock with a tit if you tryna do sumn They threw me in the pit, I'm getting chewed up We getting ready to blitz, wе in that two door Old dog don't do tricks, group home I just got my wrist two toned I just tapped it on hеr clit, no code Make this lil' bitch drip She got a nigga but I won't trip (Klrrr) Put me in the box, bet I won't snitch Put me in the box, I need my lawyer You told the cops the whole damn story Sweep a nigga up, he can do my chores Finger the Glock switch look like porn I don't wanna talk to this bitch, she boring I was talking a lot but that was just the story Should I drop a hundred bands on a crib or I might drop four hundred Exotic foods, eatin' sushi with a fork I want you ho, I don't wanna see you twerk I love you ho, I don't wanna see you hurt I let my Glock poke, it'll make your bitch squirt It can do crossovers, with that semi, we lurk If I am not home then I'm putting in work I can find real love so you shouldn't deserve I'm like a real dove how I flew off this earth I got these fiends on lock, they come to this turf Here go with these thots that summon the purse Too many sons like my girlie gave birth Broke nigga, how much money you gave her? Stretch marks on this ho like a saber [?] low then I just gotta flake you Just like my blunt, I gotta bake you Bitch, stop hittin' my phone, bitch, I hate you I'm too high for this, I'ma lil' [?] Bro, that's nasty as shit, you mix Tech with Tris, somethin' I can't do If I catch you with yo' bitch, I'm finna stretch you Put yo' dumbass all on a tee, I'm finna flex him, hold on .308's gon' rip yo' shit, like where the rest of you? Pop a nigga right in his mind, I take the best of you (Flrrr) I take the best of you away Bitch try to fuck with me, I put a cap right in yo' face Couple niggas, they ducking me, me too boy, I'm just on the game Nigga, you couldn't find no puss in me Name one of these pussy boys that's touchin' me Guess Zay-Way just got a lot of luck in me Get in my way, I got a go buck on me You know he had that tucked on him, in the party you know that stuck with him In the party you know that's cutler— Cutlery In the function you know that's cutlery (Blrrr) In the party you know that's cutlery (Yeah, yeah, blrrr, woah-woah) You too scared, y'all niggas was ducking heat (Woah, woah) Cutlery, young niggas came out shooting like buzzer beat