Artist: Dave East Album: Cut It (S) Song: Cut It Freestyle Typed by: AZ Lyrics Cut it I'm too high, you need to cut it AH Commissary up, honey buns, oatmeal Tryna get my weight back I was in the field, niggas rob me for some pills Tryna get my weight back Spanish mami with the great mouth Eatin' salmon at the steak house Benihana we just take out Kilt the city when I put my tape out Hate me now, but now they startin'a love it L.A. Reid called me with a budget Sick and tired of pockets holdin' nothin' When I get it you ain't holdin' nuffin' Cut it up, drop the price on it Rollie plain, throw some ice on it Big mistake puttin' your wife on it Get it shakin', bet the dice on it I was on the run with five warrants I been breaking like for five mornings Bitches see us got their eyes on us But it's hard to get the line on us Baggin' up until my fingers hurt They rap about it, never seen the work Draino[?] when shooter was out of town From the ground, niggas needed church Demons in this cup of liquor, 5 thousand for the walk through Bitches snapchattin' pictures Niggas fresh but they snitchin' I'm impressed by the riches, by the hittas, by the niggas gettin' cake Not impressed by the bitches or the money that you talkin' 'bout you make Me an' Uzi in L.A Copped a brand new uzi and a 'K I could make a movie everyday I could fuck a groupie everyday Only Jordans if they classic; I was gettin' busy wit the plastic I heard they tried to say I'm average But I was raised around some addicts I was dope before I knew I was If they don't pay me I don't do the club Cut the dope and we can drop the price I come from the dirt, I walk through the mud My features way too high, they tell me cut it He told me that's his bitch this nigga cuffin' HA