Get Kutt Kutt Calhoun
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[Hook]
Around my way its so hood like the head of my chevy, I'm like yo
Don't get caught on the wrong one cause you layin' spaghetti, so keep it low
Get Kutt (x4)
Once I crack the seal up off this hen I'm goin' in the bin(?)
[Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun]
Just like a fastball from my nigga Zack Greinke
My pants a lil' baggy and my breath kinda stanky
But my kicks on hit, my cups half filled
With my KC fitted to the right on tilt
So I'm lightin' up my black and mild wine
Would tip my rearview mirror if you was lookin' fine
I got this cup of henny but I need to make a tea
Now I'm headed up to tops bout to get the sprite and lime
Now I'm, driving like a bat up out of hell
Tryna be all I can be with a car just full of shells
I see my nigga Jeezy he off on twenty-sev
Holla at 'em bout the trees cause he keeps 'em Killa Kev
My day just startin' I ain't got no liquor left
Double back for another fifth of henny and some shells
Grape flavor homie I don't want 'em if they stale
Damn right whatchu thinkin' it ain't finna role itself, I'm tryna get kutt
Around my way its so hood like the head of my chevy, I'm like yo
Don't get caught on the wrong one cause you layin' spaghetti, so keep it low
Get Kutt (x4)
Once I crack the seal up off this hen I'm goin' in the bin(?)
[Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun]
Just like a fastball from my nigga Zack Greinke
My pants a lil' baggy and my breath kinda stanky
But my kicks on hit, my cups half filled
With my KC fitted to the right on tilt
So I'm lightin' up my black and mild wine
Would tip my rearview mirror if you was lookin' fine
I got this cup of henny but I need to make a tea
Now I'm headed up to tops bout to get the sprite and lime
Now I'm, driving like a bat up out of hell
Tryna be all I can be with a car just full of shells
I see my nigga Jeezy he off on twenty-sev
Holla at 'em bout the trees cause he keeps 'em Killa Kev
My day just startin' I ain't got no liquor left
Double back for another fifth of henny and some shells
Grape flavor homie I don't want 'em if they stale
Damn right whatchu thinkin' it ain't finna role itself, I'm tryna get kutt
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