Kut Like Dat

2020-05-152:32 minSynced lyrics

"Kut Like Dat" is a song by Moneybagg Yo, released in 2020 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:32 long and contains 62 lines and 634 words.

Lyrics

0:00Oh

0:03Oh (Turn me up YC)

0:07Styrofoam cup to the dome

0:09Styrofoam cup to the head, I'm full of these meds (Oh)

0:11Trunk in the front, not the back

0:12Seats came black, but I had redid it red (Oh)

0:15Get a bitch, I don't go on no date with her

0:16Love her action, so I fornicate with her (Oh)

0:18Yeah, they say they real, but I show 'em realer

0:20All this ice, I can't do nothin' but shake, shiver

0:22Okay (Okay), I got this sauce and season, Old Bay (Go)

0:24Too many racks, Amiris can't take (Oh yeah)

0:26Every other day, the money inflate (Poof)

0:28In here with seven bitches, four-trey (Roll)

0:30All-white Lambo truck, Colgate (Cheese)

0:32Everything I do, I kill it, closed case (Uh)

0:34She say she need a quarantine bae (Now)

0:36Sent her a flight to meet, a one-way

0:37Hop out the Aston then hopped in the Wraith

0:39I got bored with the Wraith and then gave it away

0:40One hunnid racks for the brand new Corvette

0:42It take off like a jet, boy, you don't wanna race (Nyoom)

0:44Fuck what you talking 'bout, fuck what you say (Bitch)

0:46Let's go to war, I got paper to play (Haha)

0:48Break out them racks, she gon' bite on the bait (Grr)

0:50Eat up the drip (Woah), swallow the taste (Oh yeah)

0:52I go cray-cray with them Band-Aids, bitch I'm cut like that (Oh)

0:56All white Lambo like marshmallow, she got one to match (Oh)

1:00I put my bitches on bitches 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, I'm cut)

1:03I put my niggas on bidness 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, oh, cut)

1:07I go cray-cray with them Band-Aids, bitch I'm cut like that (Oh)

1:11All white Lambo like marshmallow, she got one to match (Oh)

1:14I put my bitches on bitches 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, I'm cut)

1:18I put my niggas on bidness 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, oh, cut)

1:21Yeah, bloodshed, he dead

1:23Flee the scene, yellow tape, code red (Code red)

1:26That's how we ride when we slide (Skrrt)

1:27Put 'em on the news, yeah, each time (Each time)

1:29She want me to give her free time (Free time)

1:31So I gave that bitch the peace sign (Uh)

1:33I cannot vibe with you (Nah, nah)

1:35Ooh, I cannot vibe with you (Oh, oh)

1:36Juice all in my cup, I done snuck and poured me a line or two (Oh, oh)

1:40Big bread, gang chain on my chest, that bitch blindin' you (Oh, oh)

1:44All the opps dyin' every time, man, we ain't got none but a few (None but a brr)

1:47I'm just gon' buy that bitch a pair of heels and tell her go do what she do (Go do what you do)

1:51I used to hit school for the hoes (Yeah)

1:53Then I leave the school, sell a boat (Yeah)

1:55They say they comin' out the South with it (Skrr)

1:57I told her meet me at the Citco (Go)

1:59I got this Glock on me, gen four (Four)

2:00Go on play killer like I ain't gon' blow (Blow)

2:02Push the shit to the dashboard (Boom)

2:04Pick his brains off the floor (Woah, woah)

2:06I go cray-cray with them Band-Aids, bitch I'm cut like that (Oh)

2:10All white Lambo like marshmallow, she got one to match (Oh)

2:13I put my bitches on bitches 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, I'm cut)

2:17I put my niggas on bidness 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, oh, cut)

2:21I go cray-cray with them Band-Aids, bitch I'm cut like that (Oh)

2:24All white Lambo like marshmallow, she got one to match (Oh)

2:28I put my bitches on bitches 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, I'm cut)

2:32I put my niggas on bidness 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, oh, cut)

Oh
Oh (Turn me up YC)
Styrofoam cup to the dome
Styrofoam cup to the head, I'm full of these meds (Oh)
Trunk in the front, not the back
Seats came black, but I had redid it red (Oh)
Get a bitch, I don't go on no date with her
Love her action, so I fornicate with her (Oh)
Yeah, they say they real, but I show 'em realer
All this ice, I can't do nothin' but shake, shiver
Okay (Okay), I got this sauce and season, Old Bay (Go)
Too many racks, Amiris can't take (Oh yeah)
Every other day, the money inflate (Poof)
In here with seven bitches, four-trey (Roll)
All-white Lambo truck, Colgate (Cheese)
Everything I do, I kill it, closed case (Uh)
She say she need a quarantine bae (Now)
Sent her a flight to meet, a one-way
Hop out the Aston then hopped in the Wraith
I got bored with the Wraith and then gave it away
One hunnid racks for the brand new Corvette
It take off like a jet, boy, you don't wanna race (Nyoom)
Fuck what you talking 'bout, fuck what you say (Bitch)
Let's go to war, I got paper to play (Haha)
Break out them racks, she gon' bite on the bait (Grr)
Eat up the drip (Woah), swallow the taste (Oh yeah)
I go cray-cray with them Band-Aids, bitch I'm cut like that (Oh)
All white Lambo like marshmallow, she got one to match (Oh)
I put my bitches on bitches 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, I'm cut)
I put my niggas on bidness 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, oh, cut)
I go cray-cray with them Band-Aids, bitch I'm cut like that (Oh)
All white Lambo like marshmallow, she got one to match (Oh)
I put my bitches on bitches 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, I'm cut)
I put my niggas on bidness 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, oh, cut)
Yeah, bloodshed, he dead
Flee the scene, yellow tape, code red (Code red)
That's how we ride when we slide (Skrrt)
Put 'em on the news, yeah, each time (Each time)
She want me to give her free time (Free time)
So I gave that bitch the peace sign (Uh)
I cannot vibe with you (Nah, nah)
Ooh, I cannot vibe with you (Oh, oh)
Juice all in my cup, I done snuck and poured me a line or two (Oh, oh)
Big bread, gang chain on my chest, that bitch blindin' you (Oh, oh)
All the opps dyin' every time, man, we ain't got none but a few (None but a brr)
I'm just gon' buy that bitch a pair of heels and tell her go do what she do (Go do what you do)
I used to hit school for the hoes (Yeah)
Then I leave the school, sell a boat (Yeah)
They say they comin' out the South with it (Skrr)
I told her meet me at the Citco (Go)
I got this Glock on me, gen four (Four)
Go on play killer like I ain't gon' blow (Blow)
Push the shit to the dashboard (Boom)
Pick his brains off the floor (Woah, woah)
I go cray-cray with them Band-Aids, bitch I'm cut like that (Oh)
All white Lambo like marshmallow, she got one to match (Oh)
I put my bitches on bitches 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, I'm cut)
I put my niggas on bidness 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, oh, cut)
I go cray-cray with them Band-Aids, bitch I'm cut like that (Oh)
All white Lambo like marshmallow, she got one to match (Oh)
I put my bitches on bitches 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, I'm cut)
I put my niggas on bidness 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, oh, cut)

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