(Chorus)

You can watch these bands
You can’t get a cut though
Keep my name out your mouth
We at your front door
I got body bags
Twenty ain’t enough though
Killing everyone around
Call it cutthroat
Cutthroat
I’m a cut your throat
I’m killing everyone around me
Give a fuck who you know
I feel like twenty five degrees
My heart is twenty below
I need a table full of coke
Yeah that’s my antidote
I feel like
Cutthroat
Cutthroat
Cutthroat
Cuttthroat
Cutthroat
Cutthroat
Yeah that’s my antidote
(Verse 1)

Kraven he’s an animal
Straight up out the jungle
I ain’t walking in
Unless they paying me a bundle
I beat the pussy up
I hit it hard until it rumble
I just touch down
I don’t fumble
Address me as the best
No I ain’t humble
I’m all about my cake
I throw it up
And watch it funnel
I pop a couple xan’s
I’m waking up inside the tunnel
I break these rappers down
I’m stomping on em
Till they crumble
I’m the fuckin greatest
You can miss me with that modest shit
Everywhere I go
I garuntee I’m with the hottest chick
Powder up my nose
I’m feeling stronger than a pile of bricks
Let you decompose
Until your head look like a pile of grits
I tell em
They won’t be replacing
I’m a one of a kind
Ain’t talking melly on this shit
But I got murder on my mind
Yeah I suggest you zip those lips
Cuz you ain’t too hard to find
I’ll take your organs out your body
Use your head as a shrine
(Chorus)

You can watch these bands
You can’t get a cut though
Keep my name out your mouth
We at your front door
I got body bags
Twenty ain’t enough though
Killing everyone around
Call it cutthroat
Cutthroat
I’m a cut your throat
I’m killing everyone around me
Give a fuck who you know
I feel like twenty five degrees
My heart is twenty below
I need a table full of coke
Yeah that’s my antidote
I feel like
Cutthroat
Cutthroat
Cutthroat
Cuttthroat
Cutthroat
Cutthroat
Yeah that’s my antidote
I feel like
(Verse 2)

I took a three month break
Now I’m back at it
She a coke fiend
I’m a double cup addict
Straight savage
I don’t want your bitch
I had it
Got two J’s on the jet
I ain’t talking maverick
Once I cut it
I’m a leave
Then I flip the package
Labels won’t sign me
Cuz I got hella baggage
VVS I got one ring
But I ain’t talkin marriage
Watch me take off in a horse
I don’t need a carriage
Someone please
I need mental help
Shawty leave
You no good for my mental health
It’s all me
Day one
I had to grind myself
Shawty want a bump
Bitch you better line yourself
Cuz I got it like that
You know I just bought it like that
I got hunnids in stacks
Baby I can flaunt it like
They fuckin love me
Homie I stay handsome and rich
I never flinch
Bad bitch
I make her walk with a limp

(Chorus)

You can watch these bands
You can’t get a cut though
Keep my name out your mouth
We at your front door
I got body bags
Twenty ain’t enough though
Killing everyone around
Call it cutthroat
Cutthroat
I’m a cut your throat
I’m killing everyone around me
Give a fuck who you know
I feel like twenty five degrees
My heart is twenty below
I need a table full of coke
Yeah that’s my antidote
I feel like
Cutthroat
Cutthroat
Cutthroat
Cuttthroat
Cutthroat
Cutthroat
Yeah that’s my antidote
I feel like