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swagdisease – cutta lyrics

[hook: swagdisease]
speakin’ on me, get him cut up
if i see him runnin’ past, i’ll hit him with the cobra
p+ssy boy is gettin’ shot up
sneak into his home and imma hit him with the cutta

[verse: swagdisease]
if he tryna hop up on my sack, i slam him to the ground
ig live he tryna smoke a pack, i send out 40 rounds
snap his bones and cut him up with an axe
if he tryna hop up on my song he better fill it up with gas

[verse 2: sevveryrare]
fill you up with gas then i’ll cut you with my big knife
hit you with that cutta’ then i’m ripping out yo insides
talking h+lla sh+t like you are crazy, snorting hotlines
b+tch y’all isn’t sh+t i grip the clip and let it incline
b+tch i’m going inside, ripping out your insides
b+tch i’ll k!ll yo ego cuz you not the king of online
rip yo insides, b+tch i’ll rip your insides
rip yo insides, b+tch i’ll rip your insides

[hook: swagdisease]
speakin’ on me, get him cut up
if i see him runnin’ past, i’ll hit him with the cobra
p+ssy boy is gettin’ shot up
sneak into his home and imma hit him with the cutta

- swagdisease lyrics

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