In the cut

Written to "In the cut" by Wiz Khalifa

I'm in the cut like thongs in these ladies butt/
And I'm hella low key for those that don't know me
I don't smoke, my life got me high/
Only gazelles can keep up with my stride
Or my future ride, it depends on how you look at it/
It's an sea monster fishermen trying to throw hooks at it
Cuz the chicks that sit down jump in with wet suits/
And it doesn't help that it look sexy, so there is no excuse


Please hate on me...im starting out with nothing/
Then all the lying bitches gonna say "aint that sumthing"
He got the green rolled but it aint the leafy trees/
They not ones but the ones with the pic of Ulysses
What you want me for, you be a future gold digger/
I'm lame now but watch this money grow nigga
But what changed except for the change and the chains/
Entedres sprinkle the lines, oh now u know my name

So roll em up roll em up, the smell is so potent/
The shit is extra loud, but my style so soft spoken
Keep the energy up go head and take a puff/
Now pass, and watch her catch it like the first hit wasnt enough
Cross pollenated you almost hitting clouds/
I just sit there observing looking at all the silly smiles
Now all the average chicks to a picture then strike a pose/
I didn't think my music would have them high as dope