This is a song about "Cut"

Bueller dwells, but i cut school to cut screws through a weld.

Shouts out to st. louey, swag champ i got the belt

Nothing for me to cut them bitches loose/

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Say what you wanna but

There’s no looking out, got cut,

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Because i needed to cut that decadence.

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

Bueller dwells, but i cut school to cut screws through a weld.

Chomping at your oxygen chords

I dont just cut with swords

Lucky seven probably poppa

Get your sentences cut off comma,