lil different - lil cutta lyrics
[verse 1: lil different]
ugh, three in the morning
b_tch im on my hustle, while you
motherf_cking snoring
you driving them bicycles, im whiping
them foreigns
don’t get to starting, im martin
like lawrence
moonwalk like michael, then ball
like im jordan
lebron james, james, james
corden
b_tch watch your step, you know you
can’t afford it
uphold the lord, the lord
can’t store it
[verse 2: lil different]
ugh, berkin bags
thats what she want, thats what she get
but she gon’ work that ass
i tell her pick up the pace, while
im dropping cash
turn that dirty money clean
call it rocketfast
keep your hand up off my glass
or ima pop your ass
i pop your ass like a balloon or
orville popcorn bag
you know i got out the mud
b_tch i got it bad
and if she know me she know the look
i ain’t got to ask
[verse 3: yung cutta]
she want designer clothes
i got designer hoes
all these dimonds on me b_tch
i got designer froze
say you pretty [?]
f_cking all these b_tchs, then im f_cking
all these hoes
stupid, no im intellectual
you know that me and you girl
getting s_xual
leave it so gushy, i call
it impeccable
girl got a perfect cat, call that sh_t
pedable
im with my crew, you know
how im rocking
pull up with my crew b_tch
there is no stopping me
one in his stomach call dat [?]
you in my crew you know
there is no crossing me (ooh!)
[verse 4: lil different]
aye, im in the clouds
i can not see what the f_ck
you about
i can not see what the f_ck
you be on
b_tch what the f_ck you be talking about?
’cause im, im gone b_tch
i am faded
i am not from earth, b_tch i am
not staying
cause’ im from mars
im a martian
and if you got a f_cking problem dont start it
cause’ ima finish it
i be on my motherf_cking
k!ller k!ller sh_t
but thats nethier here or there
you can not see
me like helen keller
pulling that trigger
like pulling your hair
bool bloods thats some
motherf_cking bool bloods
she a naughty b_tch
with my motherf_cking slimes
she oh so slimy, motherf_cking grimey oh
[verse 5: yung cutta]
aye, you know im insane with it
you a p_ssy allways acting
like you f_cking
lame with it
tryna grind tryna get some
money and
some fame with it
she say that she want me
she want me to
go insane with it
and im running like a bassline
cut him in his face, you know i leave him
with a face line
you with me, you got to be pretty
i say you stay fine
you say you hater, and you wanna hate
ok fine
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