Cut Throat Lyrics by YoungBoy Never Broke Again, with Summary & official Music Video.
Cut Throat is a latest English song in the voice of popular American rapper YoungBoy Never Broke Again, featured in the album “More Leaks”.
Summary: This song features intense and aggressive lyrics centered around themes of violence, revenge, and street life. The artist expresses dominance over rivals, detailing violent encounters and retaliation against enemies. The lyrics also mention loyalty to a crew, distrust of outsiders, and a sense of fearlessness in confrontations. Throughout the song, there are references to weapons, criminal activity, and personal struggles, creating a dark and intense narrative.
Genre: Rap
Cut Throat Lyrics
Look here, b!tch, ayy
I’ma kill your stupid as* and then I’ma murder them too, you heard me?
(Skeeo, you crazy)
You already know how I get down, I’ma do you dirty
(K4 produced it)
I got them baby tens and baby sheeps
N!gga, and if you see somethin’, cut clean, and then it come from 3
P*ssy talking ’bout that he gon’ murder me
How we sprayed the whip and left you stretched out in the street (B!tch)
B!tch, I’ma be out that B, know nothin’ but keep this shit G
Know that you know I zipped that nasty b!tch from playin’ ’round with me
I sit back, saw that’s who gettin’ in her mind, she was playin’ with the slime
Murder weapon tore up they whole section, b!tch, go catch it now
Ooh, God, I’m so scarred, I’m tryna send a b!tch to your front door
I’m in my backyard, cutting billy goats by the throat, ooh
I heard they tellin’ cops on me, no, they can’t stop nothin’
I’ll have big Junior run down with that chopper and he pop somethin’
You p*ssy n!ggas cut from window, I create that hot summer
Fiendin’ for blood, murder my medicine, I’m tryna rock somethin’
Hang out that window, let that .30 burst
Brrt, I’m out my mind, I’ll have them slimes come and wet up the church
These hoes been tryna take what I done earned
Huh, you’ll get your motherf*cking head bust, what you deserve
Before my fame, me and B spinnin’ curbs
I got my father on my right and got the devil on my left
I talk to both of ’em through the night like, “Who wanna put somethin’ on a shelf all for me?
And I promise for to glorify your name all through the streets”
B!tch, play with me, I’ll leave your mama in the street, I’m Murda Man, ah, ooh, ooh, ooh
This p*ssy n!gga want a song and I just wanna bust his f*cking brain, ah, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, Top, I can’t be tamed
That be my time after dark, it’s gon’ go down ’bout my shark
That nasty b!tch a fan of all my opps, get hit with that saw
I’m in a mansion in Los Angeles, I’m pressin’ that tar
Bro put five holes inside your head soon as they press up your car
Mama, the reaper got me, they ain’t saw what I done saw
Mama, them people on me, they tryna inject my arm
Security, soon as they hit Gravedigger Mountain, ring the alarm
Why the f*ck Deja left this mountain, knowin’ they gon’ come?
Them n!ggas know I ain’t scared, you better leave lil’ Top dead
B!tch hit me all in my head, heard what the f*ck that I said
You in my city bangin’ blue, I’m tryna leave your ass red
I’ll have Blueblack come work that tool, he say he know where you stay
I keep a gun like I’m Waun or jack your as* like I’m Guss
B!tch, this that fam, I’m screaming, “NBA,” it’s murder with us
Man, tell them b!tches take this off my leg to hit Toys-R-Us
Tryna spend a bundle of my money, fix my bond with my son
I got them baby tens and baby sheeps
N!gga, and if you see somethin’, cut clean, and then it come from 3
P*ssy talking ’bout that he gon’ murder me
How we sprayed the whip and left you stretched out in the street (B!tch)
B!tch, I’ma be out that B, know nothin’ but keep this shit G
Know that you know I zipped that nasty b!tch from playin’ ’round with me
I sit back, saw that’s who gettin’ in her mind, she was playin’ with the slime
Murder weapon tore up they whole section, b!tch, go catch it now
Play with me, I’ll leave your mama in the street, I’m Murda Man, ah, ooh, ooh, ooh
This p*ssy n!gga want a song and I just wanna bust his f*cking brain, ah, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, Top, I can’t be tamed
Be spending daylight in dark, it’s gon’ go down by my heart
I said, I’m strictly richly sippin’, I don’t know shit ’bout no bars
They say K2 make me dangerous, I stopped that shit, it was hard
I’m clearly thinking, I say, leave that n!gga dead in his yard
I say, I’m in here with my crazy man, he gon’ have them hitters slingin’ things
All behind his daddy name, bust that n!gga f*cking brain
She’d give a cutter to Kayden too, tryna play me, I f*ck over you
Them b!tches wearing my camo, but can’t cut up like a soldier do
Remote control that p*ssy boy, I heard they controlling you
Hit that boy up with a combo, cutter kick like Jimmy Lou
I don’t watch the news, who the f*ck is you?
I’m having dreams ’bout getting you hit, b!tch, I’m gon’ murder you, baow
Make that p*ssy cool, please do it cruel
That rapper started hating on me, he ain’t make it through
Your BM, beat that p*ssy blue, I’d probably sign her too
I ain’t trusting not a f*cking thing, play, see what I do
Ooh, God, I’m so scarred, I’m tryna send a b!tch to your front door
I’m in my backyard, cutting billy goats by the throat, ooh
B!tch, play with me, I’ll leave mama in the street, I’m Murda Man, ah, ooh, ooh, ooh
This p*ssy n!gga want a song and I just wanna bust his f*cking brain, ah, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, Top, I can’t be tamed
You heard me? Top, I can’t be tamed, n!gga
(K4 produced it)
I get at shit, man, you heard me?
I’ve been plucking ’em back to back
P*ssy-as* n!gga, f*ck you
(Skeeo, you crazy)
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Audio Credits
Artist : YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Album : More Leaks
Lyricist : YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Music : YoungBoy Never Broke Again