SRT G - Cut Losses Lyrics

Cut your losses
Your running out of options
Make amends before your laying in a coffin
Cut your losses
Your running out of options
Make amends before your laying in a coffin
Straight
Yea
I crush a Nigga like he was a grape
Black on black dually
It look like a tank
One of one fit
Yea this shit hand made
F*ck that little freak
She slut walk at my place
That Nigga better chill out
I give a f*ck about catching a case
Plug on blue tips
This shit picture perfect
Kodak moment
It's a face shot day
Head hot like Jimmy
Glock fully not semi
I pull up in Bentleys
And f*ck on some pretty
That hoe like a goddess
Her body like Remy
Hit Push start
Car sound like a monster
She suck the dick up
Just To heal up her tonsils
Black bags in
My house is wakanda
Old school Chevy
Trunk sounded like thunder
Extend All my straps
We gone shoot til it's sun up
Cut your losses
Your running out of options
Make amends before your laying in a coffin
Cut your losses
Your running out of options
Make amends before your laying in a coffin
Oh
I'm a big boss
And these nigga
I got a drac with a drum
When I ride in this foreign
I got loads state to state
It feel like I'm touring
I had to f*ck on her friend
Cause that little hoe was boring
I got a old school Chevy
And yea it came kitted
And that Glock extended
And it's geeking off switches
Aye shout to Virgil
He sponsored this Louie V fit
I had to buy a shoulder brace
Cause this AR got kick
My latina bitch came built with ass and titties
I might f*ck that little hoe on the ceiling
I really seen .556 tear down a little building
I swear that this shit can get serious
Tasmanian devil
We spinning and we spinning
Nah, don't start running when this Glock start twitching
We weighing up bags in a modern day kitchen
And you know how we get it
It's SRT Business
Cut your losses
Your running out of options
Make amends before your laying in a coffin
Cut your losses
Your running out of options
Make amends before your laying in a coffin