Letra de Cut Throat - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Look here, bitch, ayy

I'ma kill your stupid ass and then I'ma murder them too, you heard me?

(Skeeo, you crazy)

You already know how I get down, I'ma do you dirty

(K4 produced it)

I got them baby tens and baby sheeps

Nigga, and if you see somethin', cut clean, and then it come from 3

Pussy talking 'bout that he gon' murder me

How we sprayed the whip and left you stretched out in the street (Bitch)

Bitch, I'ma be out that B, know nothin' but keep this shit G

Know that you know I zipped that nasty bitch from playin' 'round with me

I sit back, saw that's who gettin' in her mind, she was playin' with the slime

Murder weapon tore up they whole section, bitch, go catch it now

Ooh, God, I'm so scarred, I'm tryna send a bitch to your front door

I'm in my backyard, cutting billy goats by the throat, ooh

I heard they tellin' cops on me, no, they can't stop nothin'

I'll have big Junior run down with that chopper and he pop somethin'

You pussy niggas cut from window, I create that hot summer

Fiendin' for blood, murder my medicine, I'm tryna rock somethin'

Hang out that window, let that .30 burst

Brrt, I'm out my mind, I'll have them slimes come and wet up the church

These hoes been tryna take what I done earned

Huh, you'll get your motherfucking head bust, what you deserve

Before my fame, me and B spinnin' curbs

I got my father on my right and got the devil on my left

I talk to both of 'em through the night like, "Who wanna put somethin' on a shelf all for me?

And I promise for to glorify your name all through the streets"

Bitch, play with me, I'll leave your mama in the street, I'm Murda Man, ah, ooh, ooh, ooh

This pussy nigga want a song and I just wanna bust his fucking brain, ah, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, Top, I can't be tamed

That be my time after dark, it's gon' go down 'bout my shark

That nasty bitch a fan of all my opps, get hit with that saw

I'm in a mansion in Los Angeles, I'm pressin' that tar

Bro put five holes inside your head soon as they press up your car

Mama, the reaper got me, they ain't saw what I done saw

Mama, them people on me, they tryna inject my arm

Security, soon as they hit Gravedigger Mountain, ring the alarm

Why the fuck Deja left this mountain, knowin' they gon' come?

Them niggas know I ain't scared, you better leave lil' Top dead

Bitch hit me all in my head, heard what the fuck that I said

You in my city bangin' blue, I'm tryna leave your ass red

I'll have Blueblack come work that tool, he say he know where you stay

I keep a gun like I'm Waun or jack your ass like I'm Guss

Bitch, this that fam, I'm screaming, "NBA," it's murder with us

Man, tell them bitches take this off my leg to hit Toys-R-Us

Tryna spend a bundle of my money, fix my bond with my son

I got them baby tens and baby sheeps

Nigga, and if you see somethin', cut clean, and then it come from 3

Pussy talking 'bout that he gon' murder me

How we sprayed the whip and left you stretched out in the street (Bitch)

Bitch, I'ma be out that B, know nothin' but keep this shit G

Know that you know I zipped that nasty bitch from playin' 'round with me

I sit back, saw that's who gettin' in her mind, she was playin' with the slime

Murder weapon tore up they whole section, bitch, go catch it now

Play with me, I'll leave your mama in the street, I'm Murda Man, ah, ooh, ooh, ooh

This pussy nigga want a song and I just wanna bust his fucking brain, ah, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, Top, I can't be tamed

Be spending daylight in dark, it's gon' go down by my heart

I said, I'm strictly richly sippin', I don't know shit 'bout no bars

They say K2 make me dangerous, I stopped that shit, it was hard

I'm clearly thinking, I say, leave that nigga dead in his yard

I say, I'm in here with my crazy man, he gon' have them hitters slingin' things

All behind his daddy name, bust that nigga fucking brain

She'd give a cutter to Kayden too, tryna play me, I fuck over you

Them bitches wearing my camo, but can't cut up like a soldier do

Remote control that pussy boy, I heard they controlling you

Hit that boy up with a combo, cutter kick like Jimmy Lou

I don't watch the news, who the fuck is you?

I'm having dreams 'bout getting you hit, bitch, I'm gon' murder you, baow

Make that pussy cool, please do it cruel

That rapper started hating on me, he ain't make it through

Your BM, beat that pussy blue, I'd probably sign her too

I ain't trusting not a fucking thing, play, see what I do

Ooh, God, I'm so scarred, I'm tryna send a bitch to your front door

I'm in my backyard, cutting billy goats by the throat, ooh

Bitch, play with me, I'll leave mama in the street, I'm Murda Man, ah, ooh, ooh, ooh

This pussy nigga want a song and I just wanna bust his fucking brain, ah, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, Top, I can't be tamed

You heard me? Top, I can't be tamed, nigga

(K4 produced it)

I get at shit, man, you heard me?

I've been plucking 'em back to back

Pussy-ass nigga, fuck you

(Skeeo, you crazy)

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