Mike DFG - Cut Your Losses

Cut your losses you're running out of options
Make amends before you're laying in a coffin
Cut your losses you're running out of options
Make amends before you're laying in a coffin
Put a hole in his head like a dolphin, Whitney
Wishing for a burner nigga, feel like I'm Timmy
Quick to crack a bitch nigga feel like I'm Whitney (Houston)
Fucking on your bitch then she let me take her stimmy
Damn
Meanwhile this nigga Q trying to shoot me with a poster
Got a brand new forty and that bitch came unholstered
I might just paint her face something like a poster
Left the pussy leaking wet I think I need a coaster
Matter fact I'm drinking I don't drink but I might toast her
Hit the road off-white in a fucking Roadster
Matter fact I got this bitch on me in a Rolls truck
Rocking all rose gold chain and it's not tucked
Run the whole rap game like Barry bitch I'm untouched
Motherfucker gon' catch this heat like a toaster
Young nigga on the fucking block, we finna post up
Young nigga sliding thru the Chi with a chauffeur
Heard you got a show lil nigga better show up, nigga
Better show up if yo ass miss the date you aint gone-
Aghhhhh fuck
If your ass miss the date you not gon' show up
Put yo ass six feet deep, you ain't gon' shovel up
Yeah uh-huh this not a Chevy truck
This the hemi one
This bitch fast this bitch'll gear up
Yeah uh huh, lil thirsty slut
Bitch got her titties done bitch go put 'em up
Wait till this rap hit, I'm putting fifty up
All my opps need to die, them nigga's clicking up
Yeah
Had to cut my losses, now I'm winning huh
Bitch nigga really want that smoke
Too scared to give it up
Like a celibate bitch
Fuck around and hit you with a celery clip, Nigga

Written by:
Mychal McIntyre, Quintin Leslie

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