In The Cut

Niggaz know
Taylor game sunshine or snow
Them hoes running their best clothes
And I prolly fucked your bitch nigga
Real shit

[Chorus]
We never low
Away we go
We suppose to go go
We suppose to go go
We never low
Away we go
Like we supposed to go go
I always keep one rolled
I keep one rolled
I keep one rolled
I keep one rolled
I keep one rolled

In the cut, in the cut, roll them doobies up
In the cut, in the cut, roll them doobies up
In the cut, in the cut, roll them doobies up
In the cut, in the cut, roll them doobies up

Wake up bake up
Gotta get my cake up
In the cut, in the cut, roll them doobies up
Choked out loced out blowing hella smoke out
In the cut, in the cut, roll them doobies up

[Verse]
Rolling all this weed that im holding
Thinking she high before she even get the chance to smoke it
Blowing o's she know my trees potent
Man at home you living for the moment
Come to game, dont run it, i own it
Kush and orange juice be the components
Come to my crib see money so big you cant fold it
how I live
She poured her a lil gin
Then rolled her another doob
before she was finished man freaky sheena got super loose

[Chorus]

[Verse]
show money
leaving show car low full of hoes for me
hahaha
its so funny
all the paper chasing case the money run from me
in the cup rolling up
keep the beezy waters stuffed
while a lil nigga still smoking hella blunts
what?
I just made use another plane
And poured us some champagne
As soon as we finished she was screaming out taylor gang, mane