"##cutter freestyle" lyrics
28 days later like cillian
Bitch fuck you fuck you and your friends and fuck all your affiliates
And I should've crashed the car like citizen
Crashed that car like citizen
You don't got swag or discipline
I be doing so much drugs body filled with carcinogens
This bitch think its sweet
Bitch this is not cinnamon
I go straight to the source
I cut out that middle man
Strike his head up on the counter he need acetaminophen
I just aced this beat I feel like I'm at Wimbledon
Scars on my arm used to be a #cutter
Off the ketamine now I got a stutter
I like mixing downers with the uppers
Feel holy like it's the last supper
Fuck tucker carlton I hate that mother fucker
Nobody wanna show love no more and its fucked cus we only have each other
They gone lie behind yo back and then act like they ya brother
I'm tryna get this mf fetti
I'm tryna get it for my mother
She told me she like my voice she want me to sing to her like usher
Data straight into my brain gotta wait for it to buffet
28 days later like cillian
Bitch fuck you fuck you and your friends and fuck all your affiliates
And I should've crashed the car like citizen
Crashed that car like citizen
You don't got swag or discipline
Uh uh uh
Every day wake up wanna kill myself
Takin these pills bad for my health
He signed then his ass got shelved
Don't come crying to me for help
That's a foul that's a foul
He got hit below the belt
They hop in the whip like what's that smell?
Evil just like an omen but I'm fell
Bloodhound fang send you right to hell
Sky camp kill yourself
Bloodhound gang bitch kill yourself
Cm punk I ring that bell
Boy you sweet and we can tell
Bitch I do not kiss and tell
The power of Christ compels
I lift 45 lb dumbbells
You hanging out w the coke heads
What's that smell that's dick you smokin
They say I'm well-spoken
They like my lyrics but I ain't wrote it
Bitch fuck you fuck you and your friends and fuck all your affiliates
And I should've crashed the car like citizen
Crashed that car like citizen
You don't got swag or discipline
I be doing so much drugs body filled with carcinogens
This bitch think its sweet
Bitch this is not cinnamon
I go straight to the source
I cut out that middle man
Strike his head up on the counter he need acetaminophen
I just aced this beat I feel like I'm at Wimbledon
Scars on my arm used to be a #cutter
Off the ketamine now I got a stutter
I like mixing downers with the uppers
Feel holy like it's the last supper
Fuck tucker carlton I hate that mother fucker
Nobody wanna show love no more and its fucked cus we only have each other
They gone lie behind yo back and then act like they ya brother
I'm tryna get this mf fetti
I'm tryna get it for my mother
She told me she like my voice she want me to sing to her like usher
Data straight into my brain gotta wait for it to buffet
28 days later like cillian
Bitch fuck you fuck you and your friends and fuck all your affiliates
And I should've crashed the car like citizen
Crashed that car like citizen
You don't got swag or discipline
Uh uh uh
Every day wake up wanna kill myself
Takin these pills bad for my health
He signed then his ass got shelved
Don't come crying to me for help
That's a foul that's a foul
He got hit below the belt
They hop in the whip like what's that smell?
Evil just like an omen but I'm fell
Bloodhound fang send you right to hell
Sky camp kill yourself
Bloodhound gang bitch kill yourself
Cm punk I ring that bell
Boy you sweet and we can tell
Bitch I do not kiss and tell
The power of Christ compels
I lift 45 lb dumbbells
You hanging out w the coke heads
What's that smell that's dick you smokin
They say I'm well-spoken
They like my lyrics but I ain't wrote it
Writer(s): Gianni Veloz
