THROATCUTTER

Lyrics
[Intro] If you want put your pants on sag and cut throat Grab my cig whicha soulja rag ad and cut throat [?] So you cut throat so you cut throat If you want put your pants on sag and cut throat Grab my cig whicha soulja rag ad and cut throat [?] So you cut throat so you cut throat [Verse: Doin' Fine] I feel like Jason I feel like Jason Derulo Like ooh what the fuck you say I make him dance like hula hula Me im sipping on ruby be ava be sippin kahlua Whole clique full of [?] thats [?] full of good Ill die with the [?] [?] Cancer i smoke till i pull up with the toola [?] Im liking that [?] Baby [?] got me feeling like future Sent you rules cos im feeling like doa [?] stares at my [?] [?] Bad twink in my bed im tryna find how deep his guts go Boy im down to cut throats cos im really cutthroat Tell the opps to shoot their mouths thats just where my nuts go Do it for the [?] if youd do it for the upvotes pussy Tell that boy to go sleep get him a dealer and i hope he in the pack All of your team do him like ceaser they gon stab you in the back Drinking your blood [?] till its black [?] acting like reapers they gon never trust you back [Verse: SATURNULTRA] Yeah saturn be cutthroat Up in the gig i got the guts though Bad bitch look at my shhh Look at my splash You can not touch though She watch me take that wrist Now she want tickets to go to my gun show Up in the crowd she point at his mouth like thats where his nuts go Yeah shit baby im really the shit Lets take it back to the crib You take off my clothes you taking a trip I get inspired from the gig then im back in the kitchen just baking up [?] Like i had to beat up my computer to prove crash is the only thing lit Wait yeah yeah yeah yeah crash is the one Smash on your lover then put your pack in my lungs I mean im really as hazard as fuck Im really just stacking my dubs And shit i dont even regret it This not a game this not tekken Heard what u said when i wasn't around and you cannot be round like [?] Rural just sent me a message i said its whatever you need i can get it I never could end it the gang is embedded You talking on me they just pull up and end it [Verse: zombAe] Any nigga got a problem get his top chopped off Here the cops dont come then you lost like loss See the feins hit the door and the wock [?] Now your chop pushed back [?] Like throat slies yeah I make his throat cry yeah [?] weepin weepin and you see the signs yeah My team [?] but they soon smoke you like [?] Not hitting the same when you just do that shit bout art You get lit just like a cigerette and [?] up in that cup And that clip [?] I know god will have a field day [?] [?] Waiting for me to [?] [?] believe what i see still uh yeah They got me in a throne cos [?] robe but the truths in the [?] sales uh I can do whatever
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Credits
- Writers
- Starri (US)
- doin’ fine
- zombAe
- ☆SATURN☆ (ultra)