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Cochise - Cutthroat Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, my coupe, it came with a chick
My chick, she holding the blick
Niggas, they know what it is
You know what it is, you know how I feel
How many times I told ya? I don't wanna be right here
How many times I told ya? I don't wanna be alone
Only time I smile is when I'm looking at my phone
Love you when you high, but then I wish you when you low
But no one in this world can love me more than all my hoes

[Chorus]
Huh, yeah (That's cap, yeah, that's cap)
Tell my dog, "Hurry up, we gotta go" (Go)
Tell her, "Throw it in the bag, I buy the store" (Store)
All my dogs cut throat, that's how it go (Go, yeah)
How it go (Yeah, yeah, yeah), how it go (Yeah, yeah, yeah), how it go
I got so much diamonds on my wrist, I'm talkin'— (Huh, huh)
Told her, bend it over, when I stick it, she like— (Huh, huh)
Told her, bend it over, when I stick it, she like— (Huh, huh, huh)

[Verse 1]
I can only fit six hoes in the truck (Truck, truck, truck)
Bitch, don't worry what the hell is in my cup (Cup, cup, cup, my cup)
I got so much pretty bitches tryna fuck (Tryna fuck)
Please don't hit my phone if you not tryna slut (Slut, slut, slut)
Mix the Polo with Givenchy, bitch
I done seen your close friends, girl, you risky, bitch
Girl, you hit my best friend, how you miss me? Bitch
All these niggas' trash bags, couldn't diss me (Okay)
[Bridge]
I don't think they—, I don't—
I don't think they understand me (For real)
I'ma do it two times for my grannies (For real)
If you try me, I might steal you like a Stanley

[Verse 2]
Like bag them fries up, all my guys up
Got my nines up, fuck your rifle
Pour that Don up, pour that Don up (Pour that Don)
Huh, you get lined up like a line up (You get lined)
All that talking, I'm like, "Bruh, just bag my fries up" (Fries)
All this chrome on my face, I'm like Eliza (Ah)
I been swimming in that coochie like a diver (Like a diver)
Keep that blade inside my cap like I'm a blinder (I'm a blinder)
Got that drank up in my cup, this ain't no cider (Ain't no cider)
If I'm lost, God find me like a lighter

[Chorus]
Yeah, huh, yeah (That's cap, yeah, that's cap)
Tell my dog, "Hurry up, we gotta go" (Go)
Tell her, "Throw it in the bag, I buy the store" (Store)
All my dogs cut throat, that's how it go (Go, yeah)
How it go (Yeah, yeah, yeah), how it go (Yeah, yeah, yeah), how it go
I got so much diamonds on my wrist, I'm talkin'— (Huh, huh)
Told her, bend it over, when I stick it, she like— (Huh, huh)
Told her, bend it over, when I stick it, she like— (Huh, huh, huh)