ZXEE, Young Dalto - CUTTHROAT Lyrics

Yeah I wanna pull up in a whip
Yeah I go fast, what I spend
Yeah the cash count like a ten
I'm a cash clown and I been
Flexing my bands with my bro
Pull up and I'm staying in my zone
Big blues, I'ma put you on
Got all these racks by my lone
Ayy, backdoor
Fast just like a MAC bro
And you hear it when we scream, how we be saying cut throat
Running up a buck bro
I'ma up that thing and I let it hit the sun tho
Hit it with a cut throat
And I got my bag full of Gucci what I'm repping
Get out on the court, and we steady staying teching
T'd up, I'm fouled out
Three strikes, you count out
Big racks, I'm out now
New crib, got a new mansion
Go craze, but I'm not Manson
Bagged up, got a big bag
New riff got a new raff
Old Rick stay with old rags
New whip got some new cash
No smoke, but it's gon ash
Haha, know you big mad
Blah blah, but you wish that
Ayy, backdoor
Fast just like a MAC bro
And you hear it when we scream, how we be saying cut throat
Running up a buck bro
I'ma up that thing and I let it hit the sun tho
Hit it with a cut throat
Ayy, aye cut throat
I just wanna pipe tho
I just got a Lambo
Taking shots like Lonzo
Pretty jukes like Flacco
Pretty moves like Rocco
Pretty used, I don't know
Pretty new, and I'm gon blow
Pull up with a bon
And I pull up on your mom
And I pull up on YourStuff.com
Pull up with chips
And I pull up with clips
And I pull up on my ship
My homie ain't got no rip
I pull up, ain't got no kit
I pull up, I got a kiss
Got no miss, just more hits
Just more lift
Ayy, backdoor
Fast just like a MAC bro
And you hear it when we scream, how we be saying cut throat
Running up a buck bro
I'ma up that thing and I let it hit the sun tho
Hit it with a cut throat
Ayy

Yeah I wanna pull up in a whip
Yeah I go fast, what I spend
Yeah the cash count like a ten
I'm a cash clown and I been
Flexing my bands with my bro
Pull up and I'm staying in my zone
Big blues, I'ma put you on
Got all these racks by my lone
Ayy, backdoor
Fast just like a MAC bro
And you hear it when we scream, how we be saying cut throat
Running up a buck bro
I'ma up that thing and I let it hit the sun tho
Hit it with a cut throat
And I got my bag full of Gucci what I'm repping
Get out on the court, and we steady staying teching
T'd up, I'm fouled out
Three strikes, you count out
Big racks, I'm out now
New crib, got a new mansion
Go craze, but I'm not Manson
Bagged up, got a big bag
New riff got a new raff
Old Rick stay with old rags
New whip got some new cash
No smoke, but it's gon ash
Haha, know you big mad
Blah blah, but you wish that
Ayy, backdoor
Fast just like a MAC bro
And you hear it when we scream, how we be saying cut throat
Running up a buck bro
I'ma up that thing and I let it hit the sun tho
Hit it with a cut throat
Ayy, aye cut throat
I just wanna pipe tho
I just got a Lambo
Taking shots like Lonzo
Pretty jukes like Flacco
Pretty moves like Rocco
Pretty used, I don't know
Pretty new, and I'm gon blow
Pull up with a bon
And I pull up on your mom
And I pull up on YourStuff.com
Pull up with chips
And I pull up with clips
And I pull up on my ship
My homie ain't got no rip
I pull up, ain't got no kit
I pull up, I got a kiss
Got no miss, just more hits
Just more lift
Ayy, backdoor
Fast just like a MAC bro
And you hear it when we scream, how we be saying cut throat
Running up a buck bro
I'ma up that thing and I let it hit the sun tho
Hit it with a cut throat
Ayy