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cutthroat - chuckyy lyrics

[intro]
ayy, tell spin bring me my, bring me my lighter, just tell him, just h*ll him (yes, jayco)
you ain’t even gotta pause it and sh*t
we flame n*ggas up, you know that through, it’s gas, you know that

[verse]
i had my d*ck on the, d*mn, my d*ck on the floor, n*ggas wasn’t gon’ help me
uh, n*ggas had the ball, ain’t pass that sh*t all now, now they say i’m selfish
i don’t really see they point, i don’t really see n*ggas eye to eye
i don’t rock with n*ggas, i don’t, mm, i, i ain’t got no blood ties
uh, smokin’ the best of the best, n*ggas get hit up and did up the worst (rrah)
uh, pop out, we can get it on, me and n*ggas trained to put sh*t on a shirt (you know that)
uh, she don’t on sh*t else but a thong, she like whеn i give her d*ck, say i’m dessеrt (you know that)
f*ck my b*tch in the ‘raq, then caught a flight, skull text her back, she say i’m a jerk (haha)
uh, i know that hurt, but i can’t save you
when we slide, bet sh*t won’t graze you (rrah*rrah*rrah)
.308s same size as a bagel (come here)
jump in that water, they can’t save you
in the trenches, saw sh*t amazin’
these grown mens k!llin’ babies
real big size, we caught faces (bah, bah)
don’t just blow, see through aimin’ (come here)
we crop sh*t out at angles
my aunt got me with labels
know it’s m’s on the table (on foenem)
just sick back and be patient (on foenem)
know it’s m’s on the table
catch an opp, know we flame ’em (rrah)
heard his head got some paper
uh, n*gga, i’m filled with anger
on fred grave, i’m quick to frame ’em (frame ’em, frame ’em)
n*ggas die, why they blame me?
on that day, i was with my auntie (auntie, auntie)
if i some got sympathy, then i’ll smoke a n*gga and send his mama 3d paintings
uh, we been bendin’ and bippin’ and bippin’ all day, the cops keep on tryna chase me (f*ck ’em)
high*speed, h*llcat, we racing (skrrt)
rob who? milly d walk up, blaze him (bah, bah)
wockhardt, that sh*t i’m chasing
smokin’ on bubble, sh*t got me sp*cy (you know that)
speakin’ of sp*cy, ridin’ in a sp*ceship, gle right there daily (skrrt)
uh, that’s my favorite mercedes, h*llcat my favorite mopar (hmm)
i’m above you n*ggas, i’m so far ahead of y’all
chop a n*gga head off the hedgehog
hit a n*gga all up in his head, y’all (bah, bah, bah)
they can’t believe he dead, awe
in disbelief, all they sayin’ is, “no”
mama can’t even believe that call
but it’s okay, every day got a dog (d*mn)
i mean, every dog got they day, get the f*ck out the way when hit they block and we spray (brr)
i just made 20k after i wake up, feel like it’s gon’ be a great day (great day)
uh, i might slide through the trenches in a scat pack, the hoes love to see my face
baby, i don’t be attendin’ parties, you wanna see me, catch me at the bank (yes, sir)
feelin’ like fox, don’t call my phone, we spot an opp, better be gettin’ that face (yeah, we sprayin’)
uh, n*ggas better be feelin’ like 50 cent runnin’ up, chopper sh*lls f*ck up his face
my b*tch bad and you can’t see her lace
she short, thick and got a itty*bitty waist (wait)
she suck d*ck, had to tell the lil’ ho, “wait”
we come through, k!ll anything in the way
[outro]
wait, on foenem, wait
we come through, k!ll anything in the way, way
brr, brr, brr

- chuckyy lyrics

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