​wrong/cut it out

[Intro: Lade]
(He ain't got nothing but straight skinny-skinny ass jeans)

[SmokingSkul: Wrong]
That nigga got a Glock for no reason
Damn, Glock with a drum, every season
Bitch, I'm Sasuke, Itachi my Neisan
We take his whip cause he left the keys in
You can only have one baby Glock 'cause that shit from China
Damn, bitch, I'm off a bean, I ain't talking Lima
What? He on Panda Buy when he need designer
Oh, he a Cowboy? I'm a 49er
In school, I ain't have shit in my binder
I had six niggas in my classroom
I took Perc's on a short bus
Bitch, I grinded, ain't no short cuts
These niggas on Triller and they show they butt
This Smith greasy as fuck just like Pizza Hut
I scammed a nigga out thirty bucks
Bitch, I'm havin' racks but I'on give a fuck
Just like a boujee ho, I can't give it up
I got my XD from Jimmy Butler
That Rat nigga drowned in that water
This dog on me that I got on my side, this bitch don't need a collar
I was in my bag that nigga striked my song
But if I dissed that nigga they say I'd be wrong?

[Transition into Cut it Out: Iayze]
Well, shit, how do I-, you know, how do you suggest I move in the future? Like, should I just start gettin' ready to get live back with my Mama or sum?
He talm' 'bout, "Well shit, it's looking like that, we can move this, that, the next thing"
Gah' damn, like, damn, hurt my feelings
It took me to say some antisemitic shit, for y'all to finally reach out to me and then when y'all reach out to me, y'all just throwin' it in my face even after I apologize
But y'all was not pickin' up my motherfuckin' phone calls, bro
He just flaming me, flaming me, flaming me, flaming me, like, bro-
What the hell? Like...
That's how it's going for me
I thought I was gon' be able to bond 30 out
I ain't even been pickin' up his calls, 'cause I don't even know how to...
Explain that to him

[SmokingSkul: Cut it Out]
(I'm comin' to the A in De-in December, bro-)
(Don't even worry about it, I got you)
(Like, I don't even know how to explain that to him) (Righteous.)
His brother locked... (Locked up!)
HE AIN'T EVER COMIN' OUT
He wear the same shit, I swear these niggas bummin' out (Righteous.)
Damn, these niggas snake me, okay, I'ma just thug it out (No!)
Bitch, I'm shootin' off the bench, these niggas subbing out
WHAT? These niggas pump fakin'... (Damn, what he say?)
THEY NEEDA' CUT IT OUT (No!)
(They needa' cut that shit!)
If the serial on the choppa, I'ma scrub it out
What? And yo' ho, she on the 'Gram, and she sluttin' out
Yeah, five bands on the coupe
Choppa gon' cook his ass like Soup (Righteous.)
Nigga a square nigga like Kahoot
I step on a square with a spiky boot (No!)
Why would I slide when he can’t shoot?
I know the real you, you a FRUIT (Righteous.)
I know the real you, you a BITCH NIGGA
I GOT A FN FOR A SNITCH NIGGA... (No!)
Feds come, swallow the switch, nigga (Swallow the switch, bitch!)
Like Kobe, ain’t shit make me flinch, nigga (Ain’t shit make me flinch, bitch!)
I’m off the grass, I feel like the grinch, nigga (Just like the grinch, nigga)
Sheya', I’m smokin' good gas, you could tell by the stench, nigga