This is a song about "Cut"

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

There’s no looking out, got cut,

Baby, you know who you are

Cut your wig off, barber

Nothing for me to cut them bitches loose/

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

Teach you how to rope a chick

Gonna cut people who spit bullshit.

Beach on the weekend

Cut your breath and don’t think

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

So i told her thats wassup, then we chillin in the cut

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

Cut me like bacon i'll cut you up like leeks