Cut Throat lyrics

[Intro: Kodak Black]
I had to snatch my golds out
You know what I'm sayin'? And go diamonds
Shorty said I look like I got Plies teeth
pus*y ass ho, every n*gga in Florida got permanent golds
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[Chorus: Kodak Black]
I said I wasn't gon' sin again Lord but I did
I said I wasn't gon' f*ck that b*tch no more but I did
Started with a QP then got a pound for two bands
Hit a lick in a Q-50, sliding in a Fin
Said I wasn't gon' sin again Lord but I did
I said I wasn't gon' f*ck that b*tch no more but I did
Started with a QP then got a pound for two bands
Hit a lick in a Q-50, sliding in a Fin

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
I just wanna win and see all my n*ggas win
My n*gga lost his trial, asked God why he ain't win
I'm slidin' in a Fin-Fin with a FN
AC piping, window crossed up behind tint
My eyes on the prize, Interstate 95
Yellow brick road but my rims gold
Yellow brick road, tryna make it home, went 95
You know how it go, I ain't flippin' french fries
I got check books, got that work but no 9-to-5
Drive through with that big MAC on the passenger side
Big MAC to your face, kill a n*gga appetite
What's the point of goin' to college just to serve apple pies?
[Chorus: Kodak Black]
I said I wasn't gon' sin again Lord but I did
I said I wasn't gon' f*ck that b*tch no more but I did
Started with a QP then got a pound for two bands
Hit a lick in a Q-50, sliding in a Fin
Said I wasn't gon' sin again Lord but I did
I said I wasn't gon' f*ck that b*tch no more but I did
Started with a QP then got a pound for two bands
Hit a lick in a Q-50, sliding in a Fin

[Verse 2: Kodak Black]
I'm the best 'cause I beat the best, David and Goliath
Before the show money, I was grindin' in Fort Myers
595, kicking doors in Pembroke Pines
Finessin' all my life, all I know is slang that iron
She say I look like Plies so I put diamonds in my mouth
These permanents just like the tears in your mama eyes
When you die n*gga, I hope she tired of cryin' n*gga
I got seven now, I remember I had five figures
Yeah, that's your main b*tch, I'm just a side n*gga
I f*cked that b*tch bare than I prayed about it
I snuck that n*gga bare than I prayed about it
Free Lil' Soto, they accusin' him for three bodies
I did my thot and skeeted off and popped three mollies
A n*gga just died last night
I was way in Georgia on a flight
I’m f*ckin’, I ain’t takin’ off my Nikes
I'm f*ckin', I ain't cuttin' off the lights
I'm cutthroat but I ain't runnin' with a knife
Boy, it’s on sight, Sniper Gang, call me Wesley Snipes
Wedding band ring, married to the game, throwin' rice
[Chorus: Kodak Black]
I said I wasn't gon' sin again Lord but I did
I said I wasn't gon' f*ck that b*tch no more but I did
Started with a QP then got a pound for two bands
Hit a lick in a Q-50, sliding in a Fin
Said I wasn't gon' sin again Lord but I did
I said I wasn't gon' f*ck that b*tch no more but I did
Started with a QP then got a pound for two bands
Hit a lick in a Q-50, sliding in a Fin

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