Cutters

CuttersGucci Mane
 Y'all niggas is some peep squeaks, pewees
 Little league JV
 We ball, B ball
 Your small ball, T-ball
 Pissy yellow jewelry, pussy don't piss me off
 Severe nigga head off, cut nigga feet off
 I'm wrote on like a dictionary when I take my shirt off
 Down with the A-Team, Mr-T and Murdock
 I'm the owner and star player nigga don't make me pull a hole out
 I'm the MVP in new Lebron's, Zaytoven bring the Mo out
 One championship pinky ring and this fire here won't go out
 Grab my shotgun, all you hoods pink
 You think I'm doing it to get out
 Run with my little bad bitch in my Bentley whip my dick out
 R.I.P. to double D but try Gucci, I'll pull the stick out
 2 AK's, that's a hundred shots (cutters cutters)
 Cinnamon roll drums, they shoot honey buns (cutters cutters)
 My AR – it got monkey nuts (cutters cutters)
 Man 4-5 – that's her Berkin clutch (cutters cutters)
 Man this Mack-90 could flip a truck (cutters cutters)
 Five crystal fingers and they blow you up (cutters cutters)
 We gonna be OG's when we's growing up (cutters cutters)
 Now them OG's ain't even tough as us (cutters cutters)
 I'm fucking R&B hoes nigga the rest of these year
 And I ain't wrong none of them ho cause ain't none of them shit
 It ain't a nigga I ain't done shot at nigga that ain't hit
 It ain't a nigga that done lived to say took my shit
 I'm tired of the motherfuckers asking, "Why I ain't at the awards"
 Cause I ain't trying to be around that many pussies at once
 Plus they searching at the door which means that I ain't gone
 If I can't get in with the Glock homie, then I ain't showing
 Guwop hit me and he told me that he need me on a song
 I told him if he putting a fuck nigga on it don't send me the song
 Everybody claim real 'til the weapons in drawn
 And when them cutters come out, that when the bitch go to showing
 2 AK's, that's a hundred shots (cutters cutters)
 Cinnamon roll drums, they shoot honey buns (cutters cutters)
 My AR – it got monkey nuts (cutters cutters)
 Man 4-5 – that's her Berkin clutch (cutters cutters)
 Man this mack-90 could flip a truck (cutters cutters)
 Five crystal fingers and they blow you up (cutters cutters)
 We wanted to be OG's when we's growing up (cutters cutters)
 Now them OG's ain't even tough as us (cutters cutters)