IDK Cutno
Fake Names
[Hook]
I just hit 18 but I ain’t been minor in a long time
This bitch, she want me back in my ways but she way outta line
She got the horns with a tail right at her lower spine
I tend to dance with devils with a tender touch and clever smile

[Verse 1]
Don’t think that these rappers could hold a candle to me
But fuck it I’m in a good mood so I decide to let em speak
Every MC I’ve come to meet’s decided me’s the one to beat
I tell em please stick to your meat, IDK C. has yеt to peak
This get them wеak at the knees, ain’t even thought about my prime
Or the fact I’m gonna track and kick the ass of Father Time
Shoutout to that Mother Nature, that is one fine dime
She may be grounded but she got the shit that keeps me flying
And if I get any higher I’d probably bump heads with a Martian
These bitches love my black stock, opposite Kelly Clarkson
They legs open easier than the book I write my bars in
This man is going ape shit, might change my name to Tarzan
You still got the track running? Must want some more then
I guess my confidence makes em sick, they looking morbid
I see the shit progress, now they really just looking morgue bound
I need to calm down

[Hook]
I just hit 18 but I ain’t been minor in a long time
This bitch, she want me back in my ways but she way outta line
She got the horns with a tail right at her lower spine
I tend to dance with devils with a tender touch and clever smile
[Verse 2]
One of the best southern mc’s I solidify
You know that you (k)need this like clinch strikes in Muay Thai
Saying that you get more than me? That’s a damn lie
The baddest bitches blow me off, meanwhile they blow you by
Hi I would like to give a formal introduction
I am Cutno but his cutthroat personas have been deducted
And despite the multi-syllables I’m still the biggest dunce and
The one who failed and made you tell the tale I would be nothing
That was hilarious, I laugh at all you doubt carriers
You’re scared of this potential, initially wasn’t clear enough
It’s rough to be so insecure and crumble when you’re wrong
But such is such when you can’t shut the fuck- woah

Put me on Cutty put me on
Put me on Cutty

Put my black ass on the map I hope that’s what this verse did
You could try and hate me but know I hated me first, kid
Made my first beat back way before I said my first curse, jit
Bitch I’m too legit so lick my dick if you can’t sit with this
I don’t get paid shit but honestly that’s too much
‘Cause I put zero effort to kill these n***as
I’m Ku Klux
Nasty crackhead bitches came trynna suck up for two bucks
My baby said I lost my head but bae I only lose fucks
And put me on, put me on, put me on, put me on, put me on, shit

[Outro]
Cutno, tell me once again what you did to make all these bitches hate you so bad?

And who’s the motherfucker that decided to go and make you so goddamn mad?

And why you talk about wanting to kill yourself if you got such a big ego?

And why you never talk about when you scored one point that season from a free throw?

And are you sure that you’re over this one girl? You keep bringing her up a lot

And I can’t move on to the next question, I gotta hear about that free throw shot

And how is your broke ass even able to, like, get this good recording sound?

I guess you could just say I put em on. Straight up, Cutty put em on

(Man shut yo ass up)
N***a, that don’t even make no fucking sense! You didn’t answer the questions that we asked you!

I mean, shit, y’all motherfuckers shouldn’t ask the questions if you ain’t ready for the answer, then. The fuck?

You didn’t give the answer, bitch!
“I’ll put em on!” Stupid ass


Hahaha, hello. All my n***as, man, they ready. It is time once again for that motherfucker. Madlib the Beat Konducta, straight from California. So light the motherfucking weed up bitch., turn the sound up, let us go. And as usual, no fuck boys. Real n***as only