Cut Back His Throat TORONTOKYO (Ft. HAARPER)

[Chrous: TORONTOKYO]
Cut him up
Why you're acting tough, aye
Not enough
My money say wassup
Cut him up
Why you're acting tough, aye
Not enough
My money say wassup
Cut him up
Why you're acting tough, aye
Not enough
My money say wassup
Say wassup, say wassup

[Verse 1: TORONTOKYO]
Watch me pull up with a strap with straight face
Make him take a step back I need enemies
Supreme Fenni pack I drink Hennessey
Aang like avatar what's your element
Fuck a gun let my blade eat

[Chorus 2: Haarper]
Gotta get my kill, come to mayday
Give your flesh to the blade
Eat your soul got a scroll
With a name got a place on a killers tape
Ain't my way, Ima bring the warfare
To the brain you and I be spledged
Yo hail to bacardi
Ones all dead bring a torch to a party
Fill your lunch with smoke from the army
Bring all of your friends to the garv
And starve it, can you even see?
Any light (Huh-huh)
Nothing easy but the night in the blight (Huh-huh)
Is it hard to breathe this fucking low
So far away from the comfort of your motherfucking home