[Produced by MILLY]

[Intro: CUTTHROAT]
Ain’t nothin’ like the radio, n***a
You know what I’m sayin’, you know what the fuck goin’ on, right? Yuh, yuh, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: CUTTHROAT]
DeMar DeRozan in the USC, I dunk on these haters like ‘who is he?’
Still smokin’ on that rapper weed and I told your bitch “Don’t talk back to me”
Actually, I been passin’ trees to the baddest bitches that live up the street
I done started my own company, now when I lounge, it's in luxury

[Verse 1: CUTTHROAT]
Ooouuu, she say that she hate a n***a but how, when she in love wit’ me
We makin’ love at the DoubleTree, I got double bands but no double me
And I’ll never ever cry if the bitch evеr wanna go break up wit’ me
I'ma P.I.M. to the P, yеah, yeah, n***a, they know who I be
Sa-Town, Southside shit
You could catch me outside shit
Probably riding I-35 with a motherfuckin’ couple chop sticks
I ain't even really trippin’, I’m pimpin’
Comin’ down, boy you know that I get it
Every time that I'm on it, I'm gifted
CUTTHROAT Musik, boy, I gotta just teach ‘em a lesson
They is not fuckin’ wit’ me, they is not fuckin’ wit’ me on they best day
Might kick this shit like a sensei
Bitch, I be ballin, instant replay, uh
Smokin’ exotic, my whip exotic, my bitch exotic, they know how I'm coming
Dead broke than a bitch, then I ran that shit up, and they can't tell me nothin’, aye
[Chorus: CUTTHROAT]
DeMar DeRozan in the USC, I dunk on these n***as like ‘who is he?’
Still smokin’ on that rapper weed and I told your bitch “Don’t talk back to me”
Actually, I been passin’ trees to the baddest bitches that live up the street
I done started my own company, now when I lounge, it's in luxury

[Verse 2: TZB]
DeMar DeRozan in the USC, but I beat the beat like UFC
Still cookin’ like mac and cheese, fresh off the stove to where the oven be
Actually, who passing, we so passionate, leave hoes deceased
I don’t want no company, but through the screen, she come for me, aight
I set up this bitch as I’m laying it down
Coming in live from the county of Broward
Where more bodies drop than when Travis in town
N***as ain’t askin’ you questions, or giving you clues, the bullets come riddle your house
White boys in Florida are known to carry it too, they shootin’ like Kyle Rittenhouse
Yeah, just a day in the south, but I don’t pour up, I’m drainin’ it out
Flushin’ my system with water, and shit that’s nutritious, and everything else good for health
This year, not fuckin’ with n***as, not fuckin’ with bitches, I’m moving like asexuals
‘Cause one time, this hoe tried to run off wit’ the semen, can’t even trust swallowers now

[Chorus: CUTTHROAT]
DeMar DeRozan in the USC, I dunk on these haters like ‘who is he?’
Still smokin’ on that rapper weed and I told your bitch “Don’t talk back to me”
Actually, I been passin’ trees to the baddest bitches that live up the street
I done started my own company, now when I lounge, it's in luxury
[Verse 3: TZB]
I ain’t done yet, nah, even though there’s so many casualties
I hit 'em so hard with the beats, they had to check for leaks, yeah
They focusing on the release, slaves to the masterpiece, oh
Back then, I was flexin’ on visuals those were just parodies
They cannot shoot 'cause I'm blockin’ the view, and they really don't like how
My approach is astute, wet em up with the truth, and those bitches'll lie down
Got the paper, yo lady is so damn elated, I know I could pipe her out
In apartment, I stay, but I need to upgrade it to look like lighthouse
Snipe a hoe like I'm Kodak, that's valuable footage, should put it on TV, uh
Why they still making a throwbacks, I'm tryna hear something that sound like this century, yeah
And I'm good everywhere, I could go to your hood to go pick up a ten piece, uh
I just killed it again, and I'm fully aware it ain't fair how I’m reloadin’, keep it going
Pockets still on swollen
I break her off like Kit-Kat, her kitty cat like Doja’s
Balled like Joe Rogan, composed like Beethoven
On Instagram she focused, posing like Naomi
Yeah, yeah, yeah