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letra de kkutup - floomybtw

[chorus]
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
i’m finna put this two-seat under
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
told that b-tch, “i wan’ see what’s under”
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up

[verse]
uh, i’m on that sh-t, on rock
pull up slime, uh, what’s up?
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
mad, what? (flrsh, what?)
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
what up? what up? cut up, cut up
(yeah, yeah)
i’m sippin’ bl–dy tech, yeah
i got the pounds in the back, yeah
yeah, i’m so slime wit’ the strap, hol’ up
dior on my boot, hol’ up
everybody check for a fool
yeah, bih’, slime won’t fold
yeah, bih’, slime won’t fold
yeah, bih’, slime won’t fold, hol’ up
walk to the bank, hol’ up
rick owens jeans cost five, huh
you get punched on slatt, yeah
hoppin’ on feet gon’ die, yeah
two, three, feel like mike, yeah
two, three, feel like mike, yeah
check my gang outside, yeah
percs, did it all day, all night, yeah
percs, did it all day, all night, yeah
percs, did it all day, all night, yeah
percs, did it all day, all night, yeah
percs, did it all day, all night, yeah
i got slime too hyped, yeah
i got yo’ b-tch, too nice, huh
i got this fast-ass ride, huh
trackhawk gon’ go, bye, yeah
back in the trap servin’ pods, yeah
we got macs outside, yeah
percs, did it all day, all night, yeah
percs, did it all day, all night, yeah
back in the trap servin’ pods, yeah
we got macs outside, yeah
percs, did it all day, all night, yeah
percs, did it all day, all night
[verse]
huh huh huh huh
we got sh-t on lock
we 50 deep we totin’ glocks
h-llcat cut up on the block
huh f-ck the cops
huh f-ck 12
yuh ain’t no yeat but hear the bell
tell the opps ill give ’em h-ll
me and slime like kenan and kel
we ride ’round shootin’ the kel
huh young n-gga ride around wit’ a kel-tec
huh aim sh-t at yo neck
huh we gon break yo back
young n-gga gang get our get back
bad b-tch she want good s-x
give me top b-tch give me neck
got a plug n-gga his name beck
i’m off the percs don’t know what ill say
young floomy been smoking the dank
that make my mind go blank
headshot n-gga hittin’ the blanks
ha ha ha i laugh to the bank
all my ex’s think i’m insane
crazy, think i’m insane
give no f-ck ’bout a b-tch i really don’t play
cut up cut up
i cut up and spray
cut up cut-
i’m cutting his brain
[chorus]
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
i’m finna put this two-seat under
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
told that b-tch, “i wan’ see what’s under”
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up (we got sh-t on lock)
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up
cut up, cut up, cut up, cut up

- floomybtw

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