Cuchillo
The Kutt-Outs
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Left cheek, right cheek Yo bitch like "pipe me" All these jealous homies wanna fight me (Aye) Left wing, right wing I'm fucking fly G Name another reason you don't like me (Aye) Left cheek, right cheek Yo bitch like "pipe me" All these jealous homies wanna fight me (Aye) Left wing, right wing I'm fucking fly G Name another reason you don't like me (Aye) Call a bitch Moe's cause she rolling my burrito Tell me if I'm getting lucky, I'ma get in that culito Tell her I'ma cut porque mi dick es como un cuchillo Told her that I'm finna stab when I Pipe It Up like Migos If the pussy bald like an eagle Bout to make a movie no theater at the regal Bout to make a porno Delivery no Digiorno I'm the pizza man when she lookin through the peephole She a Meat Lover Gonna deep throat I'm supreme tho Cause I'm getting all of the toppings All On my peen tho No cheese tho I'm keeping it clean ho And when I shoot seed Accuracy of beam though Talking rounds I'll go three more I won't skeet though I need to reload How long About a week so I suggest hitting up TJ and Lito Left cheek, right cheek Yo bitch like "pipe me" All these jealous homies wanna fight me (Aye) Left wing, right wing I'm fucking fly G Name another reason you don't like me (Aye) Left cheek, right cheek Yo bitch like "pipe me" All these jealous homies wanna fight me (Aye) Left wing, right wing I'm fucking fly G Name another reason you don't like me (Aye) Okay 1, 2, I'm bringing the flow back I kill beats and I'm gonna leave a toe tag Hit the club and I'm like "where the hoes at?" Got lost in the ass bring the bros back Shawty kinda thick and she wanna throw it back on to me Told me pull her hair like we're cookin up some ratatouille A couple dudes stare and it's only cause they're lackin groupies A couple dudes there lookin like they're from an action movie Lemme get the muthafuckin beat back Freak that Cheap crap Y'all talking Saying that we wack Like an athlete how I need tracks Need racks Making more green than your weed packs They said we got our heads in the clouds Well I'm thinkin that we'll be the first to see past All the visions of mist And a pessimist is A description of bitch We're dismissing your shit And errybody saying that it might be wishful thinking Man we're sure more productive than your Bingeful drinking Said we ain't write shit but our Pencils shrinking And our pens lose ink And We ain't gonna go back to living that old live Til our pockets swole like Bodybuilder winning that gold title K-U-double T an old typo Y'all so green like ya sold GEICO Heart never broke it is so ice cold No homo but I blow rivols When I hold rifols And I'll leave 5 holes Can't be fuckin with the kids like we told Michael Jackson Want the action Pull up If you acting And catch you lacking Chewing and we smacking We really snacking Cause we tearin flesh erry time that we attacking Lookin up at God and I'm askin why he sending me here Devil tempting but he tell me not to bend to the fear Devil tell me tell these peasants that their ending is near And Devil said you'll know our name by the end of the year
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