hare krishna

[Intro: Kevin Abstract & Cutty Ranks]

Who feel Cutty? C-C-Cutty run the band

Who feel Cutty? C-C-Cutty run the band

Woo!

Who feel Cutty? C-C-Cutty run the band

Who-who-who-who feel Cutty? C-C-Cutty run the band

A little less vocal for me?

Who feel Cutty? C-C-Cutty run the band

What they sayin' outside?

[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]

Warrior from Corpus, hold the globe in my pocket

My life more unpredictable than stocks is

We still fighting the same fight that Pac did

Made songs about our neighborhood and then got big

Now I need to give back, just like God did

Or more like Hov

Last night, when I was stoned, I seen a UFO

Thought about how far this shit could actually go

Lord knows all I ever wanted was to be just like my cousin by the stove

Get a Rolls

I gave you all this music, can I at least get some coze?

I told you how I felt and then your mouth froze

Told the world who I was and then my neck froze

Now you acting like I owe—fuck it, you right, I do

'Cause them niggas I was around was the foundation for my crew

That's the foundation for my truth, turning basements into booths

Termination down the sea, baby, that's the reason for the loot

[Verse 2: Matt Champion]

Go get the lows, pick 'em up and sell it

And dust 'em out, for- for- forget it

Cross the line, so hard develop

Ashes in the sky but the cloud feel like a relic

Missed the light but they show off (show off, off)

After-hours, we go off (go off, off)

Talking all of that garbage

Go and take it out, give 'em something to choke on

Whack-a-mole but in pig form

I can't give a damn bout your 'pinion

Hyped up, I just want a piece of your pension

SUV packed full of my best ones

Smoking out the window, look like a damn Jetson

'Bout to go stupid like tonight is the last one

I just need a breeze, to put you at ease

Go to the brown liquor, put me to sleep

Back to Mulholland, got the bands for the view

Convincing myself I'm not useless to you

Shouts from the highest, listen to they guidance

Running round my head, I believe I can hear the choir

Pace around for hours, wait around for hours

Till everyone in my circle blooming flowers

Flowers, flowers, flowers