​cutie lyrics

[Intro]
(Glo on the beat)

[Chorus]
Yeah, got a bad lil b*tch, she a cutie (Cutie)
And I'm still sippin' lean, love the juice (Love the juice)
Got an automatic stick and a uzi (Uzi)
Yeah, my n*ggas brazy, and they can’t wait to shoot (Shoot)
Yeah, we had to slime him, made a n*gga so clueless
Blunt's fox 5, he might put him on the news
Yeah, I'm gettin' so high, think I touched the moon
sh*t gettin' so hot, it’s lookin like the flume (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Can’t tell a lie, I spoke it, then it’s true
Always outside, yeah, I'm on the move
Just apart of the game, I don’t make the rules
Play with the gang, n*gga you a fool
We gon’ take yo' whole plate, n*gga f*ck your food
Pit stop like a race, all we got is tools

[Verse 1]
See that sh*t was a dream, then it came true
b*tch I'm tryna stack green, through the f*ckin' roof
I can't give you a ring, b*tch, you not my boo
I kept seein' strange things, time to move
Gave that lil b*tch a perc now she gettin’ loose
And I know it hurt, when I flex on you
Kick that b*tch to the curb, then I pour a deuce
And these lil' n*ggas nerds, give them boys a boot
[Hook]
Tell that lil boy throw his racks up (Racks)
And I might play that lil' biddy bih like Alexa
Yes I'm Lil Lonely, baby, youngest flexer
I f*ck that bih, leave my cash on the dresser
Smokin' exotic gas, it make my chest hurt
Do I need more racks, n*gga, uh, yes sir (Yeah, yeah)
That b*tch was ugly, so I had to next her
Said I wouldn’t make it, damn, I know dat that hurt

[Chorus]
Yeah, got a bad lil b*tch, she a cutie (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I'm still sippin' lean, love the juice (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got an automatic stick and a uzi (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, my n*ggas brazy, and they can’t wait to shoot (Shoot)
Yeah, we had to slime him, made a n*gga so clueless
Blunt's fox 5, he might put him on the news (Pew)
Yeah, I'm gettin' so high, think I touched the moon
sh*t gettin' so hot, it’s lookin like the flume (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Can’t tell a lie, I spoke it, then it’s true
Always outside, yeah, I'm on the move
Just apart of the game, I don’t make the rules
Play with the gang, n*gga you a fool
We gon’ take yo whole plate, n*gga f*ck your food
Pit stop like a race, all we got is tools
Pit stop like a race, all we got is tools (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, I got a bad lil b*tch, she a cutie
And I'm still sippin' lean, love the juice (Juice)
Got an automatic stick and a uzi
Yeah, my n*ggas brazy, and they can’t wait to shoot
Yeah, we had to slime him, made a n*gga so clueless
Blunt's fox 5, he might put him on the news
Yeah, I'm gettin' so high, think I touched the moon
sh*t gettin' so hot, it’s lookin like the flume
Can’t tell a lie, I spoke it, then it’s true
Always outside, yeah, I'm on the move (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Just apart of the game, I don’t make the rules (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Play with the gang, n*gga you a fool
We gon’ take yo whole plate, n*gga f*ck your food
Pit stop like a race, all we got is tools (All we got is tools)
Pit stop like a race, all we got is tools (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay