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luh tyler – cut the fan on lyrics

[intro]
gang, ay, yuh (oh sh+t)
skee, skee, skee
get that sh+t in motion man, yuh
gang

[verse]
let’s run that money up, n+gga, get that sh+t in motion
in the booth i’m kissing mary jane,i think i’m overdosing
i got this feeling in my chest, i really think a n+gga chosen
tyler snapping in his rap, they say that n+gga need a trophy
man, f+ck a trophy (gang), i’m tryna get straight to the check
i be staying out the way, no i ain’t worried bout the next (no)
b+tch stop blowing up my phone, i told you i don’t like to text (yuh)
i’m a real swiff jet, i stick and move, and i finesse
n+gga i ain’t out here trapping, yeah i took another route (gang)
jit pockets went flat, n+gga ran into to a drought (another drought)
i ain’t tryna make no love, i get a face and kick her out (kick her out)
b+tch i’m tryna ridе the stage, i’m tryna jump into the crowd
i just took a n+gga b+tch and now that boy don’t likе me
b+tch i’m out here making movies like a n+gga spike lee
i’m busy running up a check, like a n+gga nike (run up that check)
i don’t need d+mn designer, i’m stepping in a white tee
n+gga tryna bite my sauce, yeah, can’t get the flavor
baby, why you acting boujee? b+tch you not no jayda wayda
i’m on the grind like tony hawk, n+gga feeling like a skater
i ain’t the superhero, i’m the villain, baby i can’t save you
in the booth with dark shades on, like easy+e
n+ggas out here cuffing hoes, you’d think they work for tpd
i’m with your b+tch, we making movies, i ain’t talking dvd
i’m finna cross a n+gga over, think a n+gga cp3
finna cross a n+gga over (yuh), like steph curry
but i’ve been kissing mary jane, i think she got my vision blurry
i’m in the booth, i’m geeked up, got a n+gga feeling nerdy
come through in a scat pack, oh yeah i know them n+ggas heard me
n+gga feel like trap laying, i’m booted up, my eyes wide
n+gga tryna get a motion, boy you gotta wait in line (wait in line)
this sh+t coming off the head, i just be saying what’s on my mind (what’s on my mind)
i do this rap sh+t with ease, n+gga i ain’t even trying (ain’t even trying)
this sh+t coming to my head, and it’s rolling off my tongue
i’m on the beat, i’m turning up, a n+gga really having fun
i’ve been kissing mary jane, she put that pressure in my lungs
i’m tryna get that sh+t in motion, keep on running up them finds (yuh, ayy, ayy, yuh)
stack that money to the sky, uh, feel like that guy
get your b+tch, she tryna kick it, but this not no cobra kai
i ain’t f+cking with these b+tches, all these hoes be telling lies
i won’t buy the b+tch a ring, but she can get an apple pie
my n+gga justin, he like lilo (yeah, that’s gang), and i’m stitch
i be getting to the money, n+gga i can never switch
n+gga, you should be ashamed, out here beefing ‘bout a b+tch
in the booth with mary jane, got a n+gga ‘bout to glitch
you ain’t tryna get no money (huh), you a dummy (what)
when i put them carats on my wrist, like i was bugs bunny
i can make your b+tch laugh, she keep on telling me i’m funny (on god)
i might sn+tch a n+gga hoe, you’d think a n+gga ted bundy
man, these n+ggas fruity pebbles, feeling like the flintstones
i’m a smooth ahh jit, no i ain’t in the friend zone
you know i’m a team player, i gotta put my mans on
i’m getting hot up in this b+tch, i’m bout to cut the fan on
[outro]

- luh tyler lyrics

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