Lyrics:
Posted wit the cutter
I cannot lack bae
I'm still wit the same niggas back from my way
I'm off that la la, keep that za za
This pressure punch you in
hearts
And never giving any back
Your father must have been a real stone cutter
And he molded you in his image
‘Cause you're a chip off a hardened
you from the waist up!
You the cookie cutter type and they call me the baker!
And all I see is numbers, numbers, numbers like a pager
I kill em
the morning and plow
Well, the rampaging sons of the widow James
Jack the Cutter and the Pockmarked Kid
Had to stand naked at the bottom of the cross
And tell
box-cutter make the world go 'round (hmm)
Plus I'm, ain't my homegirls now (alright, oh yeah)
Start stackin' (uh), dabbled, packin' (uh)
Nickname Medina,
once he let the brick go
And you know I know that's a bunch of snow
The beat is so butter
Peep the slow cutter
As he utter the calm flow (your
a brain
Inside your kind
You better find the severed days
The severed rhythm bloody cutter of the cage
You see my cage
Save my cage
totin' the cutter already
And free lil' motherfuckin Melly
I'ma set up the stu in the telly
Everything I do legendary
Rock Jimmy Choo wit' Amiri
These
get cussed out like Tourettes
Yet tight flow to make her bad-ass stutter
Or even crack a smile from a mad fast cutter
Butter, word play since third
seen an AK
In a yellowy Day-Glo display
A T-shirt so lovely, it turned all the history books grey
I got wheels, I got Cutter spray
And a healthy
counted me out, I don't deserve that
Bitch, I come from sandwich bags with a curve in it
Me and Ten strapped with a cutter leave a shell with 'em I don't
and plow, yeah
Get behind the mule in the morning and plow
Well, the rampaging sons of the widow James
Jack the Cutter and the Pockmarked Kid
Had
get cussed out like Tourettes
Yet tight flow to make her bad-ass stutter
Or even crack a smile from a mad fast cutter
Butter, word play since third
reason he get
Cussed out like Tourette's
Yet tight flow to make her bad ass stutter
Or even crack a smile from a mad fast cutter
But uh word play since
shit
Real player never sayin' who he fuck with
Real hoes never layin' with niggas they hoes slept with
Tryna put this cutter on a nigga on some fuck
find my mind in the gutter
When I think of my Daisy Cutter
[Chorus]
My Daisy you make me go crazy
Forever amaze me
Now let's let the day go
Realbleeda - Living Life [explicit lyrics]
Long live my brother
Step with a cutter
Ain't no way you wont suffer
Ain't showing love
I cut my hair with an edge-cutter and I threw up a tree
Thank you to the night to give me some woody dreams
With the milk from the cow and screams
Black coupe pull up, presidential, look like a spaceship
Pull up with a couple cutters, cause a lil' nigga said he wanna face lift
If its smoke, you
streets need bosses (boss 'em up)
Big dawg status, Bal Harbor
I ball in his mall for my brothers
Goyard bag, tote the cutter
I got it out the field,
it
Money moves we discussing
You can't sit here this grown man businesses
Sharp cutter like a knife
If the bud lookin snowy
Then we puffin it
If I
counting Now I gotta put em on the cutter put em in the gutter
Ripping out the bone outta his body doom on his body
illumnati brain free man I can’t be tamed
Cnidocytes trail behind my cutter like arapaima swarm
Collective tears milked in the chalice
But the sow went dry, now I tipped the balance
Spaced out when
to the basic
And that Iceberg on the curve is thug animated
But first off this is T double
When I hitya with them k cutters
You turn bout three colors
Gon
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