Lyrics:
sorry bae, I will never stay with you
Go ahead, don't utter
Overhead it's hotter
She felt like a water
Little cigar cutter
Let me feel your flutter
I
the type with rosebuds, but close up, they really hemorrhoids
You was busy discriminating while my words are reverberating
Clip a finger with a cigar cutter
cigar cutters
Mustard and mayonnaise
Scotty Rock flows on the track like
Fan boats in the Everglades
Drifting in a Mack truck
Devil on my back
Just
these rappers rap about
Chatter box nothing to chat about
Box seats I'm at the boxing match cigar cutters book of matches
Don't compare me to no
And this tussin' make me shake, I'm still gonna aim and then I pop
Big body, big body, big body, I'm gonna dump on the road (what?)
Yeah, cutter gonna
a whole other echelon
If you not gang then move out cause we steppin' on
Better get out the way because I got the vessel on
Gotta keep me a cutter like I'm
Feel like Naked Brothers band
Way I drive a crazy car
Yeah I'm a megastar
Smoke them like a new cigar
Always change my style up
Like a IMVU avatar
blunts cigar scent
I'm by myself and niggas run they mouths like auctions
To streets my brother
Fefe's my brother
And we stay on point like a fucking
and cigars
Stay on the phone but I limit all remarks
Just remember, we the mob and regarded as a God
They want informants on the click side (click side)
Lil Poo
Young God bowlin' with thunder
Bettin' bricks up at the Knicks game with Cubans from Biscayne
Burnin' the Castro cigars with a big flame
start him?
Now they can't park him
I go into the booth and just change like Clark Kent
Lamborghini dark tint
Philly blunts cigar scent
I'm by myself
know if I'll ever come clean
Take a stiff drink now you're good hands
Cigars are on the table and the cutter's outside
Take a deep breath lay it all
blunts cigar scent
I'm by myself and niggas run they mouths like auctions
To streets my brother
Fefe's my brother
And we stay on point like a fucking
cutters
Drop brothers off at comstock
To see locked brothers
Hick town up in New York State jakes
Hate a black New York face
Jumping out the phantom with
Khaliel juneOnnaBeat, JuneOnnaBeat
Smokin' cigars fatter than a Swisher sweet
Caught him on a corner
Nigga thought he had me beat
I’m on location
Catch me slippin', might draw my cutter
That girl there can never be my lover
Never meet my mother
Tippy-toes, she givin' me that litty dome
Been doin'
With the buddhas and Rugers inside Cruisers and Rovers
Diamond crooks taking it over with
Razors and cutters with the sugar and butters
Pimping
With the buddhas and Rugers inside Cruisers and Rovers
Diamond crooks taking it over with
Razors and cutters with the sugar and butters
Pimping
that pay, pistol black is big smackers
Back up the ally, attack us, waitin for the crackers
Smugglers, muggers, in the gutters wit ruck cutters
ends
I can't move an eyelid
World's smallest violin
Fore I move out my crib
I won't trap where I live
Cookie cutter cake
Just ain't gone cut it for me
have that cutter
When you pass that cigar
Being this dope
Boy you know that this an art
A little bit of taste
When I thru it in the cart aye
You know we
Prada sheets the only time I'm undercover
Shawty rocking MK
Yeah that's my lil diva
Fuck wit her I got cutters swipe a nigga like a Visa
Niggas want some
shit trickle like acid
Soaking in salt, that's a pickle, and this cutter it cut like a sickle
Think this shit come from Swiss or from Russia
Ladder
priceless You moving like us
A Cookie cutter of illest writer's
But You a biter like 97 my ears on fire
Napoleon & skeezo Like clockwork
Step in the square
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