CUTTING TIES

[Chorus]
I got one bitch, two bitch
Keep a third, in case I cut some ties
This a fucking anthem
This for all the folks outside
Hit that left, right, front it
Then you hit that slide
Hit this function, dip then dunk it
She tryna ride
Gucci watch on my wrist
That shit was cold as ice
Make sure my rhymes sealed up
And delivered on time
Bars heating up, turn up the heat
I said turn up the fire

[Verse 1]
They said that I needed therapy
I told em, "No, I just need some Amiri jeans"
They said that I needed someone to marry me
Told em I just wanna fuck in an AirBnb
My strap go Boom Boom Pow like it's name is Will.I.Am
Copyrightеd ass instrumental for Sippin' Red
I don't give a damn
Thеy said that I needed therapy
I told em trauma is part of my family tree
Me and my homeboy was talking and he asked, "What's your type?"
I said "Well, it varies from bitch to bitch"
When I'm in my hot zone, you know it's swish
You gotta leave her with something to remember you by
Gotta tap so hard, she got a broken hip
Said I burned 5 thousand Cal on my Fit Bit
But I was fucking her, and I barely fit
But like Thomas the Train I'm railing, yuh
BENNEY going full scale, I'm scaling up
Eat the pussy like captain crunch
Eat it two times, breakfast and lunch
Eat it a third and I'm ready to bust
I got, I got, I got

[Chorus]
I got one snitch, two snitch
They can't rat if you cut out their eyes
Can't see through all this blood
But I can see through all your lies
Problems coming back from the past
So now it is run or die
May all the bridges I burn lead the way to self-sacrifice

[Verse 2]
I'm rich, I'm tired
Like an egg, I'm fried
Got way more swag than money could buy
When I dunk, get way more air than a fly
I could smoke your bitch ass to the sky
And the sun coming down but I ain't tired
So Imma eat your girl's pussy like baclava
She gonna treat me nice, like Imma big ass star
And she ain't far off cuz that shit ain't far