Cutting Ties (Bonus Track)

I can’t wait
To catch a opp
On the rebound
If this ain’t circus

Then who the fuck is these clowns

Produce me a nigga
Get a beat down

I’m west thuggin
But bitch I’m sliding eastbound

Yeeaa

In them streets now

Play wit fire
You get burnt
You in heat now

Molly geeked up
I can’t get down

If you keep money
You gotta watch
Who you keep round

Ima keep making noise
Cause I keep loud

My brother
That’s my keeper
Run it up
We gone keep it count

I got more than one crib
What’s yo key count
Before I bust a nut
In this bitch ima ease out

Ima hit his bitch up
On some gang shit

My opps
Hate me for no reason
On some strange shit
If it’s blood spilled
Then it’s sliding off my stainless

I’m fucking every bitch
That you can’t hit

Feel like kdot
Not top 5
I smoke his top 3

You know I mean business
Why you opp me

A door of opportunity
I guess that’s why knock me
Yo bitch give me head
In the bed
The only way you gone top me
I’m that nigga
I can’t wait
To catch a opp
On the rebound
If this ain’t circus

Then who the fuck is these clowns

Produce me a nigga
Get a beat down

I’m west thuggin
But bitch I’m sliding eastbound
Aye He said what about the Cult
Im Funna drop me a nigga, put a price on yo head
Funna cop me a nigga, but fuck putting money up
Im Funna pop me a nigga, he forgot Im mexican
Im Funna chop me a nigga, I said Im all in
I wish a pussy nigga act wrong, They said it's fuck with who pussy
Bitch Im back home, And hell yea I got it in this my backbone
I know he got a blower but I heard he left it at home, we doing niggas like food
Cook his ass and then we box him, he said he want a fade I tried but I aint get to sock him
Yea Im packing bitch, I tried but aint get to pop him, cus the homie shot first I tried but I aint get to stop him
I can’t wait
To catch a opp
On the rebound
If this ain’t circus

Then who the fuck is these clowns

Produce me a nigga
Get a beat down

I’m west thuggin
But bitch I’m sliding eastbound