Cut Like Me lyrics

[Refrain]
I'm in love with the god damn trap right now
I just came to the slot with a Glock 19 on my hip, blow it down if a fight break out
I ain't never been a rat in the courthouse, picking a fit cause the judge tryna wipe me down
2 Glocks in my hand, got me feelin like I'm Max Payne
n*gga bet a n*gga won't run in my house—

[Intro]
Yeah (Gang, gang)
Yeah (Spaz, Spaz)
Yeah, ye'en talm bout Glocks, ye'en talm bout none
Yeah, I don't need the rap sh*t n*gga, on god

[Chorus]
2019, I got sent to the swoop
I was totin' them Glocks, I ain't know how to shoot
Put the pistol on 'em, make his ass take a poop
And I had the Glock 40 in the chicken coop
I'm a real ass dog, I ain't talking 'bout Snoop
Put the fye on his ass and takе 'em out the group
And the spacе gun on me, I ain't talkin troops
And yo n*gga a b*tch, you wanna make a truce (truce, gang)
(f*ck is he talking 'bout, n*gga, I ain't goin for none, gang)
Glock on me blow his ass down like a flute
Make the Glock hit his ass like a muhf*ckin' fu
I don't need me to aim cause I know how to shoot
I was in the RY he got kicked like a boot
And them 762s finna eat you like soup
And them n*ggas get hit, who the f*ck did he choose?
You know not to f*ck with me knowing the rules
Remember them n*ggas got kicked out a school
Trapping the halls serving Xans out the loot
pus*y ass n*gga, why he acting fruit
Cross a n*gga and I'm feelin like drew
Take his head off like a muhf*ckin' toot
Real ass n*gga she don't know who to choose
Strike a n*gga and I'm feelin like Zeus
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, come try to rob if you wanna
We toting them pistols and sticks, bout a hunna
Drip or drown, n*gga, I'm feelin like Gunna
We got the 50s, why the n*gga running?
Put his ass in the toilet like a plunger
Hell nah, n*gga, I ain't goin for none
Blicky on me, turn his ass to a sucka
Hell yuh, And1' A1
I won't let a n*gga put me on a t-shirt
Nawl, that n*gga ain't cut like me
With the birds and the bees, stick a n*gga at his concert, can a n*gga get up like me?
Hit a n*gga in his chest, got him sayin that his heart hurt, n*gga, there ain't no love in the streets
I ain't loving no b*tch, I'm just tryna get the neck, I'm in love with the god damn trap right now
I just came to the slot with a Glock 19 on my hip, blow it down if a fight break out
I ain't never been a rat in the courthouse, picking a fit cause the judge tryna wipe me down
2 Glocks in my hand got me feelin like I'm Max Payne
n*gga bet a n*gga won't run in my house (Bet he won't)
You ain't never on the block, I'm a southside baby, lil' n*gga, I ain't never bend a damn hoe down
I would rob a n*gga, shoot 'em cause a n*gga think he found
Leave yo body in the river, put the sock up in his mouth
And the police kicked my door in when I was sitting on the couch
n*gga talkin hella hot, you better tell 'em watch his mouth
n*gga never shot a free throw, n*gga never called a foul
Put the pistol to the n*gga, made that n*gga f*ckin Howl
[Outro]
Yeah, gang
Mane, f*ck is you talking 'bout n*gga
Yeah, yeah
Shout out to my n*gga Kilo, man
Shout out [?] man, RTK EBG sh*t, man
Shout out Flip, man, know what the f*ck going on