Cut You Off lyrics

by

Dylan Thomas


Verse 2: (Dylan That b*tch)
All the sh*t you put me through
Who am I to you?
Trynna make this sh*t work out
Did everything I could without a doubt
Well I ain't no toy in your chess game
They gone know my f*cking name
They gone know who Dylan is
Gonna get my money yea I'm gone get rich
Don't pop up all of a sudden when you see me b*tch
Next you see me I'll be on TV b*tch

It was supossed to be me and you, but you wanted to get Cassie
Ashley, fastly, well all them b*tches trashy
He said she said that you was disloyal
Don't treat me like a basic b*tch I'm really a royal
Wanna be mine? Hell nah you lying
When I cut you off babyboy don't start crying
Don't be dramatic, boy you ain't dying
I hope you know that's why it's time
Time for me to cut you off
Time for me to cut you off
Time for me to cut you off
Time for me to cut you off
Cut you Off
Grab the scissors cause baby I finally cut you off
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