Farski, Bandzbond, Fuego - The Cut letra de (lyrics)

I just left the shop with the hottest cut
Hoes be on my dick, cause I'm fly as fuck
Tip the barber five but it's not enough
All these hoes are dimes that are trying fuck

Shout out to the barber for
The massive hook up
I just left the shop with the hottest new cut
And if you gotta girl nigga
You just outta luck
F be in the cut with black Smiths on
Pedal to metal when your girl slip on
Gucci on the floor I just put my flips on
Peddle and I meddle till the boy put on
Parlay for a minute then she saying putain
Got her throat hoarse cause F got buck (Ughn)
Tennis with my balls when she
Show a nigga love
F a fucking G so he fit in like a glove
Drop a fucking G but boy that ain't enough
Drop another L but boy that spell ove
She take a fucking D then
I'm peacing like a dove
Dog ass nigga got me feeling like a pug
Never take an L but boy I got the plug

I just left the shop with the hottest cut
Hoes be on my dick, cause I'm fly as fuck
Tip the barber five but it's not enough
All these hoes are dimes that are trying fuck

Hop out the shop and I’m
Counting up the guala
Fresh ass cut so your boy gone holla
If she a dime then I will have to fuck
If she hoochie, I ain't got no time
Crackle n’ pop
Yeah this guy going crazy so brazy
Most of your shit don’t amaze
Your shit is straight up fugazi
But, I’m still eating
Looking like it’s Fuego season
Got my shape up right before the weekend
Girlies is down, they all started freaking
Bending her joint like Ronaldo
Give her that junk behind the back
You can call it Rondo
She had no idea what I had in store
After I kill a girl there is the door
Hating popping and I hit em like wack-a-mole
If you got some shit to say get at me though

I just left the shop with the hottest cut
Hoes be on my dick, cause I'm fly as fuck
Tip the barber five but it's not enough
All these hoes are dimes that are trying fuck

I just left the mall with a lot of bags
I just left the booth with a lot of smoke
And your wife at my show don't why you brag
I came in too fast and said adios
I slide to the money like it's cardio
These goons don’t know game but
They want a name
They ain't got what it takes
So they still same copy copy bitches copy me
The same ones dissing me they be jacking me
My money is your answer don’t you question me
You see me on the hills
From your twitter feed
Slept on me wish she had a time machine
Money be longer than a limousine
Put that ass on my sheets baby
Tell me what you need
I know you wanna end up in a magazine
Bust it open for the fame just like sesame

I just left the shop with the hottest cut
Hoes be on my dick, cause I'm fly as fuck
Tip the barber five but it's not enough
All these hoes are dimes that are trying fuck