Say I Wasn’t lyrics

[Intro: Cash Kidd]
Yeah, huh
Ooh, scammers into tennis, huh, crackin' cars at Lennox
Huh, police flick us, who ain't got no record? I'm in Sprinter
Ayy
Ayy

[Verse 1: Cash Kidd]
Ooh, Glock just had a seizure, huh, your wifey been an eater
Ayy, new side b*tch meaner than Matilda teacher
Ayy, ride in a two seater, just my writer and my reader
Ayy, everywhere I go, I bare arms like it's a beater
Ayy, she just wanna suck the damn wood, b*tch a beaver
Ayy, I'm the plug, get it for the Lois like I'm Peter
In a bullеtproof sleeve at the drive-in gеttin' throated
Walk around, pants hangin' like I hop out the pool soakin’
Boy, trust, if it was us that hit your block, you would know it
Big metal hanging from that whip like a bulldozer
Let my b*tch f*ck my ho, yeah, sh*t feel good, don't it?
Ayy, real P's move in silence like pneumonia
Hold up, what in the f*ck dude say? You don't want it
Shot the club up on a Tuesday, ILoveMakonnen
Hit your b*tch last night, say she proud of my performance
I don't even remember who I'm texting, but she don't know it

[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
Ayy, but say I wasn't cuttin' the f*ck up, hm
Yeah, say I wasn't cuttin' the f*ck up, b*tch
Yeah, say I wasn't cuttin' the f*ck up, ayy
Yeah, say I wasn't cuttin' the f*ck up, b*tch
Yeah, say I wasn't f*ckin' that sh*t up, ayy
Yeah, say I wasn't f*ckin' that sh*t up, b*tch
Yeah, say I wasn't f*ckin' that sh*t up, ayy
Ayy, say I wasn't— ayy, ooh
[Verse 2: E-40]
Say I wasn't cuttin' the f*ck up
Super solid, b*tch, I'm buttoned the f*ck up
When you raised in the cage, it's a lot of rage
You can get your got or you can get tased
Popped in the dome, you might not make it home
The cherries are shady, the po-po know they wrong
Life is a b*tch, these suckers is too
Ain't no thorough ones left, it's probably only two
I ball like Spalding when I'm at an outing
My yapper is tall and it's steady sprouting
They want me to fall and they keep doubting
f*ck all y'all, that's what I keep shouting
The ladies, they like me and my personality
I'm living by lyrics, that's my reality
I'm allergic to broke, f*ck with my allergies
Exotic weed what I smoke, I burn like calories

[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
Say I wasn't cuttin' the f*ck up, hm
Yeah, say I wasn't cuttin' the f*ck up, b*tch
Yeah, say I wasn't cuttin' the f*ck up, ayy
Yeah, say I wasn't cuttin' the f*ck up, b*tch
Yeah, say I wasn't f*ckin' that sh*t up, ayy
Yeah, say I wasn't f*ckin' that sh*t up, b*tch
Yeah, say I wasn't f*ckin' that sh*t up, ayy
Ayy, say I wasn't— ayy, ooh