Gawz.ots - You gotta cut Lyrics

How you gon' snake me?
Telling my ting that I'm lazy, it don't make sense to me
I'm your problem, the issue, the remedy
You never getting ahead of me,
You said you're a friend of me
Starting to make sense to me,
You man getting too close It's getting too friendly,
Saying you besties It's weighing heavily, Yeah this might be the end for me

She bounce on the dick like pogo
Now I gotta S, I gotta go ghost mode
Just like the Snapchat logo,
Matching colour with the corteiz cargos Ain't no beef in this postcode
Tryna reach MOBOS,
Money in bolo
I'm in my bag like Santa, more than a hoe though,
In need of a throat goat, one that's freaky and loco

How you saying I mistreat her?
She ain't freeing out so leave her
Thought you could bag but the rejection changed your demeanour
I see what you see in her

How you gon' snake me?
Telling my ting that I'm lazy, it don't make sense to me
I'm your problem, the issue, the remedy
You never getting ahead of me,
You said you're a friend of me
Starting to make sense to me,
You man getting too close, It's getting too friendly,
Saying you besties It's weighing heavily, Yeah this might be the end for me

Thought she was one of a kind
She's blessing my line, she's heavenly fine Nigga like you switch sides,
And start telling them lies
Yeah, it mess with her mind
But you don't care, cah you're next in line Yeah, it messes with minds
But you don't care, cah you're next in line

I ain't combative, I don't give a f*ck
I'm off the scene, I'm out of touch
Tryna make funds,
If you wanna fight Then you're out of luck,
I don't even cuss too tough,
Word to my mums, I'm someone you don't wanna buck
I don't even fuss too much, if you ain't giving uck then you gotta, then you gotta cut

Then you gotta cut,
If you ain't giving
Then you gotta cut,
If you ain't giving
Then you gotta