Lyrical Breakdown of Cut Throat - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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- Lyric Overview: Witness how YoungBoy Never Broke Again weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Cut Throat" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Look here, butch, ayyyy
Imma kill your stupid ass
And then imma murder them too
You heard me?
(Skeeo, you crazy)
You already know how I get down, imma do you dirty
(K4 produced it)
I got them baby tens and baby sheeps
Nigga, and if you see something, cut clean
Then it come from 3
Pussy talking 'bout that he gone' murder me
How we sprayed the whip
Left you stretched out in the street, bitch
Bitch, I'mma be out that B
Know nothing but keep this shit G
Know that you know I zipped that nasty bitch
From playing round with me
I sit back, saw that's who getting in her mind
She was playing with slime
Murder weapon tore up they whole section
Bitch, go catch it now
Ohh, God, I'm so scarred
I'm tryna send a bitch to your front door
I'm in my backyard
Cutting Billy goats by the throat, ohh
I heard they telling cops on me
No, they can't stop nothing
I'll have big junior run down with that chopper
He popping something
You pussy niggas cut from window
I create that hot summer
Fiendin' for blood, murder my medicine
I'm tryna rock something
Hang out that window
Let that .30 burst
Brrt, I'm out my mind
I'll have them slimes come and wet up the church
These hoes been tryna take what I done earned
Huh, you'll get your motherfucking head bust
What you deserve
Before my fame, me and B spinning curbs
I got my father on my right
Got the devil on my left
I talk to both of 'em through the night
Like, "who wanna put something on a shelf all for me?"
And I promise to glorify your name
All through the streets
Bitch, play with me
I'll leave your mama in the street, I'm murda
Man, ah, ooh, ooh, ooh
This pussy nigga want a song
I just wanna bust his fucking brain
Ah, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow
Top, I can't be tamed
That be my time after dark
It's gon' go down 'bout my shark
That nasty bitch a fan of all my opps
Get hit with that straw
I'm in a mansion in Los Angeles
I'm pressing that tar
Bro put five holes inside your head
Soon as they press up your car
Mama, the reaper got me
They ain't saw what I done saw
Mama, then people on me
They tryna inject my arm
Security, soon as they hit Gravedigger Mountain
Ring the alarm
Why the fuck Deja left this mountain?
Knowing they gon' come
Them niggas know I ain't scared
You better leave lil' Top dead
Bitch hit me all in my head
Heard what fuck that I said
You in my city banging blue
I'm tryna leave your ass red
I'll have Blueblack come work that tool
He say he know where you stay
I keep a gun like I'm Waun
Or jack your ass like I'm Guss
Bitch, this that fam
I'm screaming, "NBA."
It's murder with us
Man, tell them bitches take this off my leg
To hit Toys-R-Us
Tryna spend a bundle of my money
Fix my bond with my son
I got them baby tens and baby sheeps
Nigga, and if you see something, cut clean
Then it come from 3
Pussy talking 'bout that he gone' murder me
How we sprayed the whip
Left you stretched out in the street, bitch
Bitch, I'mma be out that B
Know nothing but keep this shit G
Know that you know I zipped that nasty bitch
From playing 'round with me
I sit back, saw that's who getting in her mind
She was playing with slime
Murder weapon tore up they whole section
Bitch, go catch it now
Bitch, play with me
I'll leave your mama in the street, I'm murda
Man, ah, ooh, ooh, ooh
This pussy nigga want a song
I just wanna bust his fucking brain
Ah, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow
Top, I can't be tamed
Be spending daylight in dark
It's gon' go down by my heart
I said, I'm strictly richly sipping
I don't know shit bout no bars
They say K2 make me dangerous
I stopped that shit, it was hard
I'm clearly thinking
I say, leave that nigga dead in his yard
I say, I'm in here with my crazy man
He gon' have them hitters slinging things
All behind his daddy name
Bust that nigga fucking brain
She'd give a cutter to Kayden too
Tryna play me, I fuck over you
Them bitches wearing my camo
But can't cut up like a soldier do
Remote control that pussy boy
I heard they controlling you
Hit that boy up with a combo
Cutter kick like Jimmy Lou
I don't watch the news
Who the fuck is you?
I'm having dreams bout getting you hit
Bitch, I'm gon' murder you, baow
Make that pussy cool
Please do it cruel
That rapper started hating on me
He ain't make through
Your BM, beat that pussy blue
I'd probably sign her too
I ain't trusting not a fucking thing
Play, see what I do
Ohh, God, I'm so scarred
I'm tryna send a bitch to your front door
I'm in my backyard
Cutting Billy goats by the throat, ohh
Bitch, play with me
I'll leave your mama in the street, I'm murda
Man, ah, ooh, ooh, ooh
This pussy nigga want a song
I just wanna bust his fucking brain
Ah, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow
Top, I can't be tamed
You heard me? Top, I can't be tamed, nigga
(K4 produced it)
I get at shit, man, you heard me?
I've been plucking 'em back to back
Pussy-ass nigga, fuck you
(Skeeo, you crazy)