[Intro]
(CashMoneyAP)
I'm flexin' on my ex-bitch
She say she still love me, I just love the money
Hit your brother with the cutta (Huh)
I finesse the struggle (Uh-yuh)
Got it all off hustlin' (Uh-yea)
Serve ya ass in public, bitch (Huh)
[Chorus]
Ayy, I don't want no bitch, I want some money (Yeah)
I don't trust these hoes, I love some money (Uh-huh)
Cook it like a butler (A butler)
Serve it to my uncle (Ya uncle)
Fuck a bitch, go get some munna (Huh)
This Glock on me don't rumble (Do-do-do)
I'm flexin' on my ex-bitch (Uh-yea)
Shе say she still love me, I just lovе the money (Bitch)
Hit your brother with the cutta, huh
I finesse the struggle, uh
Got it all off hustlin', ha
Serve ya ass in public, bitch (Uh-yea)
[Verse 1]
Ayy, I sell that shit that get ya high, though (That get ya high, though)
If ya fuckin' with the Gs, you must be high, though (What ya smokin' on?)
Bad bitch and she say she from Ohio (You from where, ho?)
If you do what I say, you can be my ho (You can be my ho)
I don't know ya (Know ya)
I don't fuck wit' ya (I don't know ya)
Playin' cray, then that chopper might just get involved (Skoo-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do)
Ayy, got some mini-mes, boy, we belittle y'all (Yeah, yeah)
Ball hog with the stick if it's Chi-Town
Huh, [?] fresh out like it's [?], huh
Took off on the plug, runnin' in a stolen Hummer (I'm gone)
Smokin' dead opps, blunted 'til I can't function
Pass the bitch like a rumor, now she fuckin' with my brother, ayy (Bitch)
[Chorus]
Ayy, I don't want no bitch, I want some money (I want the money)
I don't trust these hoes, I love some money (On foe 'nem grave)
Cook it like a butler (Bitch)
Serve it to my uncle (Trap)
Fuck a bitch, go get some munna
This Glock on me don't rumble
I'm flexin' on my ex-bitch (Stupid bitch)
She say she still love me (Dumb bitch), I just love the money (Stupid bitch)
Hit your brother with the cutta, huh
I finesse the struggle, uh
Got it all off hustlin', ha
Serve ya ass in public, bitch (GoDumb)
[Verse 2]
Huh, ayy, serve ya like a waiter
Grindin' like a skater
These bitches want my day, uh (Uh-yea)
Kim K and Ray J her (Huh)
'Cause I'm ballin', it's a movie (Yeah)
You should call a foul, double dribble with a two-piece
Drippin' sauce like ragù (Ragù)
Baby chop', no taboo (Taboo)
Money like a soakin' pool
No, this not a stolen coupe (Stolen who?)
Baby, these Chanel shoes (Chanel shoes)
I'll still pull up and air at you
Got the bae, no baby food
I'm lit as fuck, bitch, that's my mood (Uh-yea)
Lean 'im if a nigga snooze (Bitch)
Got the check and bought some jewels
And I got them pounds, too
Pass 'em out to all my goons
New AR, clip half a moon
Send a nigga to the moon
Feed him, he can't eat with spoons
At his head like a Jew
[Chorus]
Ayy, I don't want no bitch, I want some money
I don't trust these hoes, I love some money
Cook it like a butler
Serve it to my uncle
Fuck a bitch, go get some munna
This Glock on me don't rumble
I'm flexin' on my ex-bitch
She say she still love me, I just love the money
Hit your brother with the cutta, huh
I finesse the struggle, uh
Got it all off hustlin', ha
Serve ya ass in public, bitch
Cutta was written by CashMoneyAP & FBG Young.
Cutta was produced by CashMoneyAP.