[ Featuring Sage the Gemini, Marc E. Bassy ]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Cut ties for me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Leave it behind for me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cut ties for me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Leave it behind for me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cut ties for me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Leave it behind for me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cut ties for me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, check the call log, I hit you at least a hundred times
I been on your line, tryna cuff you for the summer time
You ain't double back 'cause they goofy, it ain't no wonder why
Fly high, baby, from caterpillar to butterfly
Text message lengthy, I'm simply I'm finna just summarize
He been cutting into my candy, it's time to cut hsi ties
First you tell me "Pull up", now you tellin' me "Nevermind"
Blood put his hands on you, I was there for you every time
Lookin' at the photo you send me, it got me mesmerized
Like, "Damn, I'm in love, quick playin' with a thug, yeah"
I broke your heart and then you ran to that scrub
Made adjustments in your life, went from a boss to a dub
And the many part is that we ain't talk all these months
It gettin' harder for me to front ma, I know you the one
That's on bloods baby
Yeah I'm a thug but don't forget that we made love baby
So what it does baby?
Oh girl you better cut ties
Ay, baby better cut ties
Ay girl, you better cut every line that you had in your lifetime
Only here 'til the sun rise
Would you cut ties for me?
Cut ties for me now
Would you leave it all behind for me?
Leave it all behind for me now
Would you cut ties for me?
Cut ties for me now
Would you leave it all behind for me?
Leave it all behind for me (ay, ay)
Check your call log, I hit you least a hundred times
Seen you on Snap, seen your post about a hunnid times
I put my face in it, I ain't stop 'til the morning time
The next day you couldn't argue came a hundred times
And I know you got a nigga, I know
I, play my position, when you need me let me know
That nigga start trippin', tell him he could come up missin'
So many smash, at the table Jada Pinkett talk show
You got that good left my sheets white like the Ku Klux
I think I think about you now more than too much
They say you are what you eat (yeah)
I'm 'bout to look like you in a few months
Ay, buss down young nigga, buss down your wrist
Shotgun in the air, Crenshaw nigga can't do it like this, ay
Ballin' with no assist, ay, f*ck around make 'em sick
Cut ties with your history, make these niggas pissed
Oh girl you better cut ties
Ay, baby better cut ties
Ay girl, you better cut every line that you had in your lifetime
Only here 'til the sun rise
Would you cut ties for me?
Cut ties for me now
Would you leave it all behind for me?
Leave it all behind for me now
Would you cut ties for me?
Cut ties for me now
Would you leave it all behind for me? Yeah yeah
Leave it all behind for me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Cut ties for me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Leave it behind for me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cut ties for me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Leave it behind for me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cut ties for me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Leave it behind for me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cut ties for me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cut ties for me?
Cut ties for me now
Would you leave it all behind for me?
Leave it all behind for me now
Would you cut ties for me?
Cut ties for me now
Would you leave it all behind for me?
Leave it all behind for me
