
letra de the cut - boyponder
[verse 1 – boyponder]
b-tches wanna rap, this ain’t iambic pentameter
i put that sh-t on mute
make me wanna run out my stamina
i heard your boys in the pack, so lemme tell you what’s happening
it’s weirdos in the cut
they hate me, i’m cynical
think i dance cause i strut
only flirt with acquaintances
clique is lame, don’t hear sh-t from those mutual sp-ces
and i mean what i mean
i can tell when you’re talented, but a pr-ck’s still a pr-ck
don’t mean sh-t when your rattling, man
tell me that i stank, man, the party got the loud pack
this ain’t chitty chitty bang bang, this a bag of bees
homie alt as f-ck talking sh-t in some dungarees
dermatology, you needing somе, it ain’t cerave
dirty motherf-ckеr ‘round some other motherf-ckers
care less about the cover or your ugly ass posters
man, f-ck your photocopier posters
hip-hop is diy, this sh-t’s bigger than house shows
(on me, y’all are bugging me)
[refrain]
it isn’t easier to talk right now
so i’ll just let sh-t slide, and f-ck with y’all
[verse 2 – cal maeleo]
you’re looking up at the next
whenever i want it, i’ll be at their necks
whenever i come in, i get the respect
i’ve been hearing they want a cal maeleo set
i don’t think they’re ready for me to come steal the show
never needed validation, i’m that b-tch, i know
some of you too nervous seeing my ducks in a row
i just might knock the crown up off a man to sit upon the throne
give me the light and the mic and the hype
cause they love when i do what i do
f-ck your opinion, i don’t wanna fit in
cause right now i do much better than you
you can call me stingy about posting on the gram
find me idle on the socials
i don’t wanna build my brand
cause i’ve seen the way they hate and prey on women, i’m like “d-mn”
you really love to run your mouth about ‘em
you must be a fan, baby
you must be a flop
none of what you do is hot
not impressed by your sh-t
you say nothing when you talk
man, i only f-ck with who i know
i’m meeting at the top
go on and show them now, boyp
cause they’ve been missing what we got
[verse 3 – boyponder]
aye, missing what we got, f-cking losing every plot
i got things i gotta do so i ain’t sticking shooting shots
while that person making headlines, i don’t stick to playing box
my worst opp’s a lame, y’all can’t say the same
you rearrange the stage and what you get is hate
no matter what i say, my monologue elates
your words were too thin, that’s why you had to break
i can’t catch one, lot of yall keep making mistakes
aye, f-ck you mean you trying hard to be the better man?
the virtue signal is trash, you couldn’t call a friend
it’s brown skinned communities backing y’all events
don’t tell me rap music is how y’all make amends
[outro]
it isn’t easier to talk right now
so i’ll just let sh-t slide, and f-ck with y’all
it isn’t easier to talk right now
so i’ll just let sh-t slide, and f-ck with y’all
b-tches wanna rap
weirdos in the cut
b-tches wanna rap
weirdos in the cut
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