Cutz

[Intro: Prince Mula]
Brrp Brrp
Aye Loko what’s up
From The Bay to NY
We in the cuts

[Verse 1: Prince Mula]
Number 1 goal get racks on racks
Right after that then it's plaques on plaques
Right after that imma pay my tax
Cause I don't give a fuck imma make it all back

COVID-19
Gotta walk with a mask
Gotta talk with a mask
Gotta rap with a mask

But i been too ill and they notice that
So if I spit sick it's an asthma attack

With hyperventilation
With the penetration
When I'm in the station
Putting pressure on em

This shit hit hard like an edible
And your girl is a fan of my girl so she tryna look identical
She ain't ever on my pedestal, and she still been a petty hoe
Imma still forget her tho she ain’t еver on my schedule
And my shits not flеxible

Look, imma go and self medicate
Then fuck around and go meditate
That's my key to living better days
Like I'm hungover with some Gatorade

Imma rapper so you know I entertain
At the end of the day i love the game
I don't need no fame
Just respect on my name and a bling blaow chain

[Hook: Prince Mula]
I'm in the cuts, in the cuts, in the cuts
In the cuts, in the cuts
All of the homies is chopping it up
Driving the boat fuck a measuring cup

But we in the cuts, in the cuts, in the cuts
And we been going dumb
Bottles of Yak and we go bottoms up
Imma just sip me some coke and some rum

I'm in the cuts, in the cuts, in the cuts
Get the check then run it up
Get the check them sum it up
Get ya mufckin cash up
In the cuts everybody gets gashed up

I'm in the cuts
In the cuts, in the cuts

Throw on the slaps and we turning shit up
I'm from The Bay where we hyphy and dumb (Dumb)

[Verse 2: Prince Mula]
I'm with the clique, we with the shits
All of my homies, is up in the mix just like Nesquik
I cut the check and then go and perplex it
Then I invest it

It be so often, I be in 7-Eleven and copping a beverage
Like what should I get today?
Should I get Bumbu or Hennessy?
I told all the homies we finna get lit today

Now we go stupid, now we go dumb
Taking them shots to the neck and we drunk
Then throw on the slaps and flex all the cash
If ya mouth blap then my homies react

From The Bay to New York
Sippin that Yak of course
My album cover got a Porsche
And none of my homies is dorks, fasholly they balling like sports

I don’t got time for no beef
If I’m saying something it's personal
Mufuckas talking that shit on they IG live
They only get tough if it's virtual

I'm in the cuts like it’s surgical
Spinning in circles like vertigo
I'm only growing single directions and I promise that it's vertical
I be a sick individual, getting hyphy is a ritual

[Hook: Prince Mula]
I'm in the cuts, in the cuts, in the cuts
In the cuts, in the cuts
All of the homies is chopping it up
Driving the boat fuck a measuring cup

But we in the cuts, in the cuts, in the cuts
And we been going dumb
Bottles of Yak and we go bottoms up
Imma just sip me some coke and some rum

I'm in the cuts, in the cuts, in the cuts
Get the check then run it up
Get the check them sum it up
Get ya mufckin cash up
In the cuts everybody gets gashed up

I'm in the cuts
In the cuts, in the cuts

Throw on the slaps and we turning shit up
I'm from The Bay where we hyphy and dumb (Dumb)

[Verse 3: Loko Warbucks]
You out of luck anytime I’m in the cut
Hood eat off white it’s like snow in the bluff
Heard you dig holes you like Shia LaBeouf
Weight class too heavy you never been tough

You a character true
All of that whining complaining enough for a Karen or two
Mula in Porsche’s and I’m a big stepper
A vet in the Vette so you know that I flew

And I’m doing the most
I can go hyphy or drill cause they love me on every coast
Cause the colors I wear and the signs that I throw
Is enough to make opps turn you into a ghost

So don’t be the next victim that’s making the list
I come in peace give yo momma a gift
You was a smoker who thought he was rolling
So sadly ya mother is facing a spliff

Star up in Hollywood know how to act
Henchmen is greedy and know how to trap
Make the line disappear just like the snorters
I favor the women and all my supporters

To the women that’s trying to cut
Sorry ya friend just ain’t making the cut
I know some people she might have to cut
Go to the basket I told her to cut

[Hook: Prince Mula]
I'm in the cuts, in the cuts, in the cuts
In the cuts, in the cuts
All of the homies is chopping it up
Driving the boat fuck a measuring cup

But we in the cuts, in the cuts, in the cuts
And we been going dumb
Bottles of Yak and we go bottoms up
Imma just sip me some coke and some rum

I'm in the cuts, in the cuts, in the cuts
Get the check then run it up
Get the check them sum it up
Get ya mufckin cash up
In the cuts everybody gets gashed up

I'm in the cuts
In the cuts, in the cuts

Throw on the slaps and we turning shit up
I'm from The Bay where we hyphy and dumb (Dumb)