Cut it up

Cut it up
HX NC
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That's enough
Because that's my song
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That's too close I got  room
We still doing strong
Hold it in that throat
Long side cocoa
Is it hitting that lung
Dirty jug
Predicted acid in the rain
Say no
Player player
Just died
Hot
You are lucky
It so dreamy
Position
I'm making plays
Stop peeking
It's only a bag
Sit that stick
Yes you just hit a Bentley 
A hidden mag
Out of my dusty dirty library
Blessed the toilet
Dead rain
I'm guessing
Your
Candle view
You stung
For all four rings
Trophy
Work it
Lil mama
I stay thirsty for you
Lace those baby makers
So we can
Get out of here
Two to the head
Ghetto pocket
Is hot on a trail
You missed a few steps
Looking for me
You wanna pull up
Memorize this cane baby
A neck full of caramel thrills
Killed that man
But kept his son alive
The lite
Placed us with miss reign 
Get off my cap 
I'm a man
Breaking this counter over an over again
Baby I love it
Listen
For the fang 
It hits blood
Don't go
She just a lady
How could this
Be an lease
For a non emergency 
Eclipse forming 
A pearl pebble
Served as a star
Gangsta it kept breaking
One for the gods
That's how it came to be
My gold found you
Falling too you
I seen it all
Hit after hit
Lay with it
Yo Holmes
Count the yalps
Fighting under the beach haze
Touch this beard til
Your hands bleed
I'm coming
Bloom
Mirrored fires
We should hurt them all
Before we go
Just know
Touch the frame
I'm turning up
Cut it up
Aye baby
Lil chick
You have this governmental I'd
Mixing it rite
Nothing has this problem
But you forgets too
Be with me
Silly things
Your orb shot a feather
To me your only one
At my feet
You brought your man his wings
Pink cloud wake needing the dead rain
Wings wind an Your body
I can't ignore
Blessed
Jamaican shade
Set by blood
Rose my heater
I can't scream for you
My lung rest in her sand
Place your anchor