This is a song about "Cut"

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,

Get your sentences cut off comma,

My all gold rolly or the

Nothing for me to cut them bitches loose/

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

Posting uploads, going cut throat

Say you don’t do what

What's what, whos buzz was cut,

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

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Told me not to cut corners, use to cut quarters

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

Because i needed to cut that decadence.