Thru’ The Cut Jace! (​​​​iayze) (Ft. Cosantana)

[Intro: Iayze]
We on his head wit', uh
(Cullen, Cullen)
We on his head wit', uh
We on his head wit', uh
We on his–, uh
We on his–, ah
We on his–, ah
We on his–, ah
We on his–, ah

[Chorus: Iayze]
We on his head with a K
I done fell in love with cake
Fuck yo' gang, I'ma add a K
I gotta run, told my shawty, "Ready?"
She don't want me, she wanna turn away
We just landed in LA, yeah
Owe me money, make him pay up
He took a pay cut
Let me count so more racks, I get paper cuts
I wanna sit back, I ain't made enough
I wanna sit back, I ain't made enough
Say it with your chest, say it with ya gut
We got AR's, fuck what ya got
Hop up in the car, slide thru' the cut (Cut)