In The Cut
演唱：Drake、Roddy RichIn The Cut (Explicit) - whyneat
Lyrics by：whyneat
Composed by：whyneat
Ayy yeah
Pipe this s**t up and I turn this s**t up
When I was down I was down
Now them diamonds for fun like d**n
Ayy yeah
Trendsetter Ben Frank' getter
Yeah
Whip whatever whip whatever
I buy diamonds when I'm under pressure
When I apply it s**t don't ever let up yeah
Look I'm in the cut
The boy in the cut
Jump in the whip where the ceilings go up we up
All of this grindin' for what
It's funny when you n***as thought it was luck
I cannot give you a pass
If you play with my money and family and friends
And I compete with myself while you n***as competin' with trends
Your foreign is used I looked up the VIN
I know the truth no use in pretendin' with him
Still in the cut
The boy in the cut
Hop in the whip where the ceilings go up we up
And I'm way up at the top of the loft
Gotta stay up ain't no knockin' me off
Pull up smooth A.I. with the cross
Haha
Countin' up wins on wins on wins for all of my dawgs I lost
I might call Pharrell get the new Chanel
Thugger got the YSL huh
I remember when the Feds did the sweep I pray my dawgs didn't tell huh
Cruisin' down Biscayne
I was in Miami she gave me top with the top off
Cartier wrist gang got her a Audemar
She got the head knock your socks off
You ain't gettin' money you ain't f**kin' with me
You ain't in your b***h top five
I might pull up in the Six with Drizzy
I was just in Houston f**kin' with the mob ties
We don't never ever play two sides
Hang out the Phantom it's suicide
They ridin' my wave like a rogue tide
My necklace is wet like the poolside
Still in the cut
The boy in the cut yeah
Hop in the whip where the ceilings go up we up
Lyrics by：whyneat
Composed by：whyneat
Ayy yeah
Pipe this s**t up and I turn this s**t up
When I was down I was down
Now them diamonds for fun like d**n
Ayy yeah
Trendsetter Ben Frank' getter
Yeah
Whip whatever whip whatever
I buy diamonds when I'm under pressure
When I apply it s**t don't ever let up yeah
Look I'm in the cut
The boy in the cut
Jump in the whip where the ceilings go up we up
All of this grindin' for what
It's funny when you n***as thought it was luck
I cannot give you a pass
If you play with my money and family and friends
And I compete with myself while you n***as competin' with trends
Your foreign is used I looked up the VIN
I know the truth no use in pretendin' with him
Still in the cut
The boy in the cut
Hop in the whip where the ceilings go up we up
And I'm way up at the top of the loft
Gotta stay up ain't no knockin' me off
Pull up smooth A.I. with the cross
Haha
Countin' up wins on wins on wins for all of my dawgs I lost
I might call Pharrell get the new Chanel
Thugger got the YSL huh
I remember when the Feds did the sweep I pray my dawgs didn't tell huh
Cruisin' down Biscayne
I was in Miami she gave me top with the top off
Cartier wrist gang got her a Audemar
She got the head knock your socks off
You ain't gettin' money you ain't f**kin' with me
You ain't in your b***h top five
I might pull up in the Six with Drizzy
I was just in Houston f**kin' with the mob ties
We don't never ever play two sides
Hang out the Phantom it's suicide
They ridin' my wave like a rogue tide
My necklace is wet like the poolside
Still in the cut
The boy in the cut yeah
Hop in the whip where the ceilings go up we up