CUTTIN UP

[Intro] Uh Uh, uh-huh [Chorus] I got a pocket full of money and a head full of thoughts Of how I'm gon' run up a check, yo, I get up I gotta pick my cards straight from the deck, I'm cuttin' up I gotta lay my shit down for respect, no fuckin' up I got a pocket full of money and a head full of thoughts Of how I'm gon' run up a check, yo, I get up I gotta pick my cards straight from the deck, I'm cuttin' up I gotta lay my shit down for respect, no fuckin' up (uh) [Verse] I look up in the mirror How could I get better? Thousand on the sweater and the kicks Italian leather Doza on the track, I lay the vocals down beautiful Wanna battle me? You gotta make it through the crucible I ain't what you used to, got a lot of juice, too Listenin' to Juice Crew, lettin' hammеrs loose to disrupt the peacе It get crucial, we leaders of the new school Uh, I hit the booth and throw it on YouTube Fuck it, we countin' up and gettin' buckets Fuck it, I'm dealin' art and stackin' ducats Fuck it, I'm like a poet to the public Fuck it, nigga, try me and the Uzi does it [Chorus] I got a pocket full of money and a head full of thoughts Of how I'm gon' run up a check, yo, I get up I gotta pick my cards straight from the deck, I'm cuttin' up I gotta lay my shit down for respect, no fuckin' up I got a pocket full of money and a head full of thoughts Of how I'm gon' run up a check, yo, I get up I gotta pick my cards straight from the deck, I'm cuttin' up I gotta lay my shit down for respect, no fuckin' up