xoxofaso - Cut to the Chase

Yeah
Yeah
How you feel, how you feel
Yeah
How you feel, how you feel for real
Yeah
Aye
Yeah, aye
I need you to cut to the chase
All the waste that you talking
Not the time or the place
Hit the gate to the apartment, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I know what you thinking bout (thinking bout)
Aye yeah
You just wanna hang around us
I need you to cut to the chase
All the waste that you talking
Not the time or the place
Hit the gate to the apartment, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I know what you thinking bout (thinking bout)
Aye yeah
Come and lick this pinky down

Looking back, back out my drive way
I been back up on my bullshit since back a couple Fridays
Back up in here shorty crib got brain to kill the migraine
Back, back hold a silver steam to surf it down the highway
Shawty like the '87, she like how I vibrate
I hit the ignition and I throw that fucker sideways
Oh wait, yeah
I know I'm a high risk
But I know I got real estate
I sell it for the high rate

I need you to cut to the chase
All the waste that you talking
Not the time or the place
Hit the gate to the apartment, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I know what you thinking bout (thinking bout)
Aye yeah
You just wanna hang around
I need you to cut to the chase
All the waste that you talking
Not the time or the place
Hit the gate to the apartment, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I know what you thinking bout (thinking bout)
Aye yeah
Come and lick this pinky down

I don't think you move too much
You leave clues too much
Yeah
Y'all don't make it out the room too much
I be into all that scary kind of voodoo stuff
That fuck my bitch in a cemetery juju stuff
Yeah
How you feel, how you feel
It's my favorite time of year
I been hanging so much trophies
Don't got time to hang a mirror
I been looking through the mud until the picture re-appear
Yeah
I been hanging with the reaper till he made me disappear
Yeah (yeah, yeah, woo)
Fuck a deal
I just pop along cause shawty can't handle the pills
It's a little dangerous but I do it for the thrill
Yeah
It's a little scary but she like when things get real
Aye, yeah
Only hundreds in my hands
Shawty sniffing up a line that's looking thicker than her ass, god...damn
I keep the hammer in my hand
Lil ice on my watch
Lil gold on my bands

I need you to cut to the chase
All the waste that you talking
Not the time or the place
Hit the gate to the apartment, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I know what you thinking bout (thinking bout)
Aye yeah
You just wanna hang around
I need you to cut to the chase
All the waste that you talking
Not the time or the place
Hit the gate to the apartment, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I know what you thinking bout (thinking bout)
Aye yeah
Come and lick this pinky down

Written by:
Gianni Fasoline

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