Cut - Joey Trap

CBass, bitch

Akachi Beats, that’s my brother right there

I can’t sip with you cause your lean always cut

Made a hundred bands off fifty bucks, yeah

Came from nothin', we don’t give a fuck

Never lackin', keep my toolies tucked, yeah

I think my bitch need a bigger ass

Not gon' lie, it do look kinda flat yuh

Got her booty fixed and now she bad, yuh

Top me while I’m drivin', I might crash, yuh

I remember, I was out of luck

She get on her knees, think she prayin' when she suck

If you need them keys, prolly know a couple plugs

I be gettin' G’s, I don’t need to sell no drugs, drugs

I be on that grind, like everyday aye

Nigga rich, I’m gettin' money, I don’t take brakes

She give me throat-oat, oh, I feel like Tay-K, ayy

Joey droppin' bombs, you better vacate

I can’t sip with you cause your lean always cut

Made a hundred bands off fifty bucks, yeah

Came from nothin', we don’t give a fuck

Never lackin', keep my toolies tucked, yeah

I think my bitch need a bigger ass

Not gon' lie, it do look kinda flat

Got her booty fixed and now she bad, yuh

Top me while I’m drivin', I might crash, yuh

I remember smokin' with the plug

I ain’t have no friends, just the money and the drugs

Now I’m in my bag posted with a bunch of thugs

I won’t sip yo' lean, I can tell that shit is cut, cut

I can tell yo' shit is always stepped on

Hit a lick and then I split, I take the rest home

Aim it at your face, he slick, he got a vest on

I got the Cadillac in white and plus the rest chrome, look

Niggas talkin' on my name, but they wanna be me, it’s a shame

Twenty on the motherfuckin' chain, uh

Buggin' if you think that you can tame us

I be with Gorillas and the Lions

In the zoo where my hitters really spyin'

Got these Robin’s on my jeans, I’m really flyin'

Bitch, it’s off the dome, not even tryin'

But did I mention y’all my sons?

(Y'all my sons Bop)

The blicky came right with a drum

Nigga broke, was eatin' crumbs, yuh

But now I eat filet mignon

I can’t sip with you cause your lean always cut

Made a hundred bands with fifty bucks, yuh

Came from nothin', we don’t give a fuck

Never lackin', keep my toolies tucked, bitch

I think my bitch need a bigger ass

Not gon' lie, it do look kinda flat yuh

Got her booty fixed and now she bad, yeah

Top me while I’m drivin', I might crash, yeah

I remember, I was out of luck

She get on her knees, think she prayin' when she suck

If you need them keys, prolly know a couple plugs

I be gettin' G’s, I don’t need to sell no drugs, drugs

I be on that grind, like everyday aye

Nigga rich, I’m gettin' money, I don’t take brakes

She give me throat-oat, oh, I feel like Tay-K, ayy

Joey droppin' bombs, you better vacate

I can’t sip with you cause your lean always cut

Made a hundred bands with fifty bucks, yeah

Came from nothin', we don’t give a fuck

Never lackin', keep my toolies tucked, yeah

I think my bitch need a bigger ass

Not gon' lie, it do look kinda flat

Got her booty fixed and now she bad, yeah

Top me while I’m drivin', I might crash, yeah