[Chorus: kitz]
Saint Laurent on my boots, yeah, I like it that way
In the cut, smoking pack if he get up in my way
Couple hunnid on the dash, yeah, we up in outer space
Say no more, yeah, I think it's time you get up out my place, bitch
I ain't sorry for no loss
Your bitch wetter than some Voss, type shit
I spent a band, had to cut a loss, type shit
In the club, had a stick on me, Glock, type shit
To me, you was a muhfuckin' bum
Bad bitch hit me, got me feelin' numb
I just stole your ho, now you my son, yeah
[Bridge: kitz]
You my son, you my son, you my son to me, yeah (Ooh)
You always looking up to me, yeah
I don't know what you want from me, yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah, oh
[Verse 1: kitz]
[?] on my body
Stacking racks, my hobby
Bitch, I'm Pippen like Scotty
Droppеd a hit, she gon' top me, yeah
Shе got nowhere to go, yeah, posted in that bitch
In the function with my bros, yeah, a couple of 'em switch
And if he want smoke, then he got it
I [?] I'ma pocket and rocket
Lil' bro made a deal, but he ain't tryna lock it
I hit up his main, you know she gon' top me
Talkin' that shit, lil' bro, get back
Got a hundred some' drums and a switch with that
Two shots hit the brain, lil' bro, get tapped
And the crew comin' in, so we gotta [?] back, on God, yeah
Smithing table, got the wood with the iron
Socializing, yeah, we opening fire
Pushing fifty, yeah, you need to retire
In my comments, I'm the one you admire
You make my head hurt
And you do what I do, but I swear I do it so much better
[Bridge: kitz & reef]
You my son, you my son, you my son to me, yeah
You always looking up to me, yeah
I don't know what you want from me, yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah, oh (Prezi)
[Verse 2: reef]
Rocks in my system, I'm an X-Man
You the type of guy that'd die over a text, man
[?] I get higher than FedEx, man
She wanna have sex, man, I told her I'm a feminist
Baby, what's your motive?
[?] you peep the motion
Stuck in your emotions
We ain't very potent
Uh, like, what is we smoking, boy? This be your brother
Hi-Tec my line, boy, the cup be the gutter
I live undercover, let's fuck with no rubber (Uh)
I'm crackin' 'em seals, cracker
I got half of it, crisscross, can't sit crisscross on it
R Kelly, boy, I'm gettin' pissed off from it
All these blood suckers itchy, gettin' ticked off from it
[Chorus: kitz]
Saint Laurent on my boots, yeah, I like it that way
In the cut, smoking pack if he get up in my way
Couple hunnid on the dash, yeah, we up in outer space
Say no more, yeah, I think it's time you get up out my place, bitch
I ain't sorry for no loss
Your bitch wetter than some Voss, type shit
I spent a band, had to cut a loss, type shit
In the club, had a stick on me, Glock, type shit
To me, you was a muhfuckin' bum
Bad bitch hit me, got me feelin' numb
I just stole your ho, now you my son, yeah
cut my loss was produced by Rollie.
kitz released cut my loss on Fri Nov 24 2023.