cut like that - moneymarr lyrics
[intro]
uh (might as well rock that b*tch), skrrt
moneymarr, uh, let’s go
[chorus]
i ain’t been f*ckin’ with n*ggas who f*ck with the other side
catch me a vic, sh*t gon’ be a homicide
we got choppas and dracs and that sh*t really multiply
yeah, i’m the g.o.a.t., n*gga, sheeps better recognize
independent and rich, refuse to be colonized
put titties on glocks, we call that sh*t chopper eyes
shoot at the heart, we don’t do the choppin’ eyes
shots to his stomach, that sh*t left him traumatized
how many n*ggas’ b*tches did i f*ck?
i don’t even know, i just know that i’m cut
touch a couple of m’s, then it’s up and it’s stuck
shootеr from milwaukee shoot like a buck
want me a lambo’, a urus, i want me a truck
it’s a fortunе, but i need fast sh*t
10k, two plays, one day, stash it
audi a4, hit the stick, ’bout to crash it
[verse]
narcs on d*ck tryna keep come get me
fox 5 sh*t, n*ggas runnin’ the city
south side, 4628 trenches
packs comin’ in, young n*gga break benches
bank account healthy, i’m married to digits
shoutout the block, n*ggas playin’ with pigeons
cartier bustdown, bustdown glistenin’
hop in that hoop, then my young n*ggas fishin’
i sent a hit over, but them n*ggas b*tches
i’m ’bout to get over, b*tch, i’m the realest
fake*ass percs, that sh*t give me sickness
b*tch, i’m the one, not the two, i’m the sickest
i bend your b*tch over, then give her inches
no, we ain’t beefin’, he just in my mentions
how you my opp and ain’t get to the riches?
ain’t beefin’ ’bout sh*t if it ain’t ’bout the millions
[chorus]
i ain’t been f*ckin’ with n*ggas who f*ck with the other side
catch me a vic, sh*t gon’ be a homicide
we got choppas and dracs and that sh*t really multiply
yeah, i’m the g.o.a.t., n*gga, sheeps better recognize
independent and rich, refuse to be colonized
put titties on glocks, we call that sh*t chopper eyes
shoot at the heart, we don’t do the choppin’ eyes
shots to his stomach, that sh*t left him traumatized
how many n*ggas’ b*tches did i f*ck?
i don’t even know, i just know that i’m cut
touch a couple of m’s, then it’s up and it’s stuck
shooter from milwaukee shoot like a buck
want me a lambo’, a urus, i want me a truck
it’s a fortune, but i need fast sh*t
10k, two plays, one day, stash it
audi a4, hit the stick, ’bout to crash it
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