"KUT TIES" lyrics

(Play this record as- Play this record as frequently as-e-yeah)
(Is that why [?] so much?)
Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn

In the cut, pop out and we stunt
Take off my tie I ain't passing the blunt
I cut my ties with that slut
I cut ties like this shit nun
Then I got my profit up
Balenci boot on my foot
Gold on my neck, the Nikey Tech
I put that on block, get no point

Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, uh
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, uh
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, uh
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, yuh
G-g-g-gangster

'Cause I'm finna blow my goddamn brains out 'bout this slut
So I stuff my blunt into your faces until it's in the dust
(Turn my headphones up, I'm serious nigga turn them shits up)

In the cut, pop out and we stunt
Take off my tie I ain't passing the blunt
I cut my ties with that slut
I cut ties like this shit nun
Then I got my profit up
Balenci boot on my foot
Gold on my neck, the Nikey Tech
I put that on block, get no point

Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, uh
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, uh
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, uh
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, yuh
Gang, gang, gang

'Cause I'm finna blow my goddamn brains out 'bout this slut
So I stuff my blunt into your faces until it's in the dust

And now you and I are through (Damn)
I guess always, don't always last
It's enough to make you think about shit
Like maybe, even though I'm an out of this world motherfucker
And you're on some regular ass earthling shit
Maybe it wasn't your fault what happened to us
Maybe it was always me?