Lil Keed - Cuttin Lyrics

Play with my bands, I'm playin' with your life
Everything cuttin' on me from the neck to the pants
Make somebody jealous when I'm steppin' outside
Yeah, I'm the one that got it turned up
But it ain't no love when it's coming from your guys
Come from color I didn't have to cut no dope
But outside I'll show you how to seal it
Aim for the eye, put one over there
Then got slimier than a motherfucking villain
Hop in the car then I crank it right up
Then I step in again, this motherfucker spinnin'
I know these bright light bitches absolutely love me
They be dibbin' dabbin' out my Bentley

I leave that bitch with some mean cool
She fuckin' with me, I leave her knees knocked
Step out the back on the CeeLo
This straight Armani, no Chrome heart
Thought this nigga was slimey, damn these snitches broke my heart
Young designer glasses when I just gotta tote a pole
Do I gotta remind you every day? Trynna act all hard, we spinnin' today
I ain't sparin' no nigga get shot in the face
I'm juggin', mad lit right now, ain't sparin' no Spade
And I came in with change, too
Yeah, she came with an attitude
So I already know to stick and move
And you already know that I'm gonna prove
I ain't lying around, I got shit to do
Jockin', wipin' you down like you Boosie-boo
I'm the one, I'll never be the fuckin' two
When I'm working my one be the check the move
I don't care 'bout your status, I'm from the streets
You know you could die

Play with my bands, I'm playin' with your life
Everything cuttin' on me from the neck to the pants
Make somebody jealous when I'm steppin' outside
Yeah, I'm the one that got it turned up
But it ain't no love when it's coming from your guys
Come from color I didn't have to cut no dope
But outside I'll show you how to seal it
Aim for the eye, put one over there
Then got slimier than a motherfucking villain
Hop in the car then I crank it right up
Then I step in again, this motherfucker spinnin'
I know these bright light bitches absolutely love me
They be dibbin' dabbin' out my Bentley

Act like a cry baby 'cause I spoil her
She so lit right now
You trynna stash her up or boss her up, go 'head Penthouse
And when they make it in this rap shit
Still was havin' too many hustles
They don't wanna see the YSL flex
So we havin' too many muscles
Pullin' your card when a nigga bluff
Yeah we just sleep in her man's covers
How the fuck you call yourself a shooter?
Boy, you tiptoeing, you ain't really steppin'
Boy, I been doing what the fuck I want
Y'all niggas just not getting, really
It feel like a rock In a Goyard
'Cause the cash we carry 'round is real heavy
I ain't lost love for my muthafuckin' hood
But I lost love for my muthafuckin' hoe
I ain't when y'all fuckboy asked
'Cause I already knew how this shit was gon' go
This shit off the head, this shit ain't wrote
Any little rhyme, rest it down, send low
Louis the sweater, then Louis the shoes
I coulda fucked that hoe so long, but I invited her crew

Play with my bands, I'm playin' with your life
Everything cuttin' on me from the neck to the pants
Make somebody jealous when I'm steppin' outside
Yeah, I'm the one that got it turned up
But it ain't no love when it's coming from your guys
Come from color I didn't have to cut no dope
But outside I'll show you how to seal it
Aim for the eye, put one over there
Then got slimier than a motherfucking villain
Hop in the car then I crank it right up
Then I step in again, this motherfucker spinnin'
I know these bright light bitches absolutely love me
They be dibbin' dabbin' out my Bentley