Cut You Off Video (MV)

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You ain't know?
F*ck around with me I cut you off bitch
F*ck around with me I cut you off bitch
F*ck around with me I cut you off bitch
F*ck around with me I cut you off bitch
F*ck around with me, cut you off, I don't play
Keep that shit at home 'fore you end up in a fray
You don't want smoke, keep it down to the jay
Have you situated sleeping down by the bay
Wide mouth bitches, no way I don't relate
You can see my knuckles if you don't know the way
All up in the cream but you don't know the cake
Hungry for the word but your ass overweight
Mind Your Damn Business guess you heard it to late
I'm done saving hoes, I done burned two capes
Cleaning up the field, I done got two rakes
Cry yourself a river then go drown in two lakes
At the rate I'm going I'ma need for y'all to pray
Cuz at the rate they talking I'ma need for them to pay
Cooking is my hobby I'ma need to Bobby Flay
I'm hunting for the prey, you can call me Bobby Sleigh
I'll run your ass over if you get in Bobby's way
I learned from Ricky Bobby not to hit for Bobby's place
You met Bobby grace now you're getting Bobby hate
Leave you're ass out to starve, take you off Bobby's plate
Anyone can get it if you're steppin' to the gate
I said anyone can get it if you're steppin' to the great
You can be relate, affiliated or a date
But I'ma keep it royal, flush a bitch with a straight
F*ck around with me I cut you off bitch
F*ck around with me I cut you off bitch
F*ck around with me I cut you off bitch
F*ck around with me I cut you off bitch
F*ck around with me I cut you off bitch
F*ck around with me I cut you off bitch
F*ck around with me I cut you off bitch
F*ck around with me I cut you off bitch
You be talking made slick on your phone hoe
But then you quiet when I see you on your own hoe
That's the real you, no it ain't a clone hoe
Go on hoe, you can catch it free, pro bono
Oh no, now you don't want it, I'm the bad guy
Couldn't see me coming like your looking with a bad eye
Add my f*cks I don't give, I don't ask why
You can't look me in my face like an ass guy
Had to put you on the No Fly List
Get you out my eyesight, out my whole iris
I don't talk to dead folks, I ain't Osiris
Sick of dealing with the frauds, gotta whole virus
You be putting on a show, but be ducking from the crowd
Guerilla lip slip trash talk I don't allow
You playing on the street, now you running from the plow
But you 'bout to get rained in the drain cuz I'm coming with the cloud
F*ck around with me I cut you off bitch
F*ck around with me I cut you off bitch
F*ck around with me I cut you off bitch
F*ck around with me I cut you off bitch
F*ck around with me I cut you off bitch
F*ck around with me I cut you off bitch
F*ck around with me I cut you off bitch
F*ck around with me I cut you off bitch