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cuttin up - big bratt lyrics

cuttin up lyrics
[intro]
(hollo)
(hey, hollo, turn me up)
bratt
(bankroll got it)

[chorus]
bad b*tch, savage, these b*tches average (yeah)
boss b*tch, seven figures, i just break these n*ggas (yeah)
rich b*tch, own sh*t, i don’t need a n*gga (huh?)
cuttin’ up, i’m with my b*tches, better watch your n*gga (yeah)
bad b*tch, savage, these b*tches average (huh?)
boss b*tch, seven figures, i just break these n*ggas (yeah)
rich b*tch, own sh*t, i don’t need a n*gga
cuttin’ up, i’m with my b*tches, better watch your n*gga (huh?)

[verse 1]
high*class, i’m up on b*tches, better check the score (yeah)
down bad, i ran it up, i got that check and scored
my exes steady subbin’, in they feelings, baby, let it go (huh?)
ridin’ with the plug, makin’ plays at the texaco (yeah)
flew him to my block, he thought he took a trip to mexico (no cap)
turned up my drip, my swag, bms keep textin’, “do you f*ck with him?” (huh?)
i don’t f*ck with n*ggas like i’m racist, i be walkin’ them (yeah)
yeah, them was my dogs, but they switched up, so i don’t f*ck with them (huh?)
he say he want gucci, i just put him in some h&m
break a n*gga down, told him, “meet me at the atm” (huh?)
i just get that bag and burn his head, b*tch, you lay up with him (bye)
he call and you gon’ come, he say, “link, b*tch,” i be ignorin’ him (yeah)
[chorus]
bad b*tch, savage, these b*tches average (yeah)
boss b*tch, seven figures, i just break these n*ggas (yeah)
rich b*tch, own sh*t, i don’t need a n*gga (huh?)
cuttin’ up, i’m with my b*tches, better watch your n*gga (b*tch)
bad b*tch, savage, these b*tches average (huh?)
boss b*tch, seven figures, i just break these n*ggas (yeah)
rich b*tch, own sh*t, i don’t need a n*gga (yeah)
cuttin’ up, i’m with my b*tches, better watch your n*gga (huh?)

[verse 2]
‘partments b*tch, not from the projects, i’m a different breed (yeah)
different league, a couple n*ggas, they gon’ spin for me (no cap)
i been on they ass, they fallin’ off, b*tch, they can’t sit with me (huh?)
won’t bow down to these b*tches, they can’t tell me it ain’t sh*t with me (huh?)
it’s up there with all of these lil’ b*tches who sl!ck envy me (b*tch)
big bratt gon’ sit these b*tches down before they send for me
know that i’m that baby only ’cause that baby glock on me (huh?)
any b*tch try it, i’ma turn her to a memory (b*tch)

[chorus]
bad b*tch, savage, these b*tches average (yeah)
boss b*tch, seven figures, i just break these n*ggas (yeah)
rich b*tch, own sh*t, i don’t need a n*gga (huh?)
cuttin’ up, i’m with my b*tches, better watch your n*gga (b*tch)
bad b*tch, savage, these b*tches average (huh?)
boss b*tch, seven figures, i just break these n*ggas (yeah)
rich b*tch, own sh*t, i don’t need a n*gga (yeah)
cuttin’ up, i’m with my b*tches, better watch your n*gga (huh?)

- big bratt lyrics

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