"CUT ME OUT" lyrics
Justin Stone, Brad Varsity & The Noise Unheard Lyrics
Yeah, told you twice
Told you twice
Told you twice
Woah, woah
Don't take advice
Won't take advice, yeah
Told you dos, can't stab my back when I hold a knife
Can't cut me out
Can't cut me out
Told you dudes, "If you too behind, can't take advice"
Can't count me out
Can't count me out
Can't count me out, bitch, no
Y'all tried too many times, I'm still here
Told plenty lies to build fear, you Pennywise
I killed it, willed this up
There's a plot twist to y'all, ain't it?
You are no PPO or ENT, yo' fence is not taken
And your records all tankin'
If it's NBA to y'all, my overall is over y'all's
I floor shit, one big Yamaha
My motor's strong, stupid, can't fuck with it
Can't box me out, just duck with it
You can't hunt me out, you're Elmer Fudd, I'm stuck winnin'
My shots fall in, your shot fallin'
Clock's runnin' low, funny how you count me out when your time's up
That's the runnin' joke
I got the trophy comin' home
My wife bad, my house packed, that's all facts
I don't need rap, y'all need that
Speedin' up, got 'em down bad
Yeah, easin' up, not about that
Headed for the treetops, soarin' like a sea hawk
I ain't in the forest, you lazy
Now I got Justin Stone textin' me back, sendin' me tracks, that's crazy
Told you dos, can't stab my back when I hold a knife
Can't cut me out
Can't cut me out
Told you dudes, "If you too behind, can't take advice"
Can't count me out
Can't count me out
Told you twice
Told you twice
Woah, woah
Don't take advice
Won't take advice, yeah
Told you dos, can't stab my back when I hold a knife
Can't cut me out
Can't cut me out
Told you dudes, "If you too behind, can't take advice"
Can't count me out
Can't count me out
Can't count me out, bitch, no
Y'all tried too many times, I'm still here
Told plenty lies to build fear, you Pennywise
I killed it, willed this up
There's a plot twist to y'all, ain't it?
You are no PPO or ENT, yo' fence is not taken
And your records all tankin'
If it's NBA to y'all, my overall is over y'all's
I floor shit, one big Yamaha
My motor's strong, stupid, can't fuck with it
Can't box me out, just duck with it
You can't hunt me out, you're Elmer Fudd, I'm stuck winnin'
My shots fall in, your shot fallin'
Clock's runnin' low, funny how you count me out when your time's up
That's the runnin' joke
I got the trophy comin' home
My wife bad, my house packed, that's all facts
I don't need rap, y'all need that
Speedin' up, got 'em down bad
Yeah, easin' up, not about that
Headed for the treetops, soarin' like a sea hawk
I ain't in the forest, you lazy
Now I got Justin Stone textin' me back, sendin' me tracks, that's crazy
Told you dos, can't stab my back when I hold a knife
Can't cut me out
Can't cut me out
Told you dudes, "If you too behind, can't take advice"
Can't count me out
Can't count me out
