Teeway – Cutlery

Teeway – Cutlery Lyrics

Artist: Teeway
Song: Cutlery

It’s poppin’ where I lock it
Gotta watch where they’re boppin’ [Watch that
Got the .30 spinnin’ out
And the dot dot’s coughin’ [Baow

I ain’t got sticky fingers, if I want it, I’ma rob him [Rob him
I’m twenty bags up in West and I ain’t even shoppin’ [f#ck
With my time, manage
Walk out, the lines’ bangin’

‘Fore I saw five figures, I was tryna buy a hammers [Loud one
Only just five minutes
Then he woulda died snappin’
And they can’t afford the drip, so n#gg#s on a lie fashion [f#ckers

What the f#ck am I plannin’?
‘Member I used to like rappin’
Other slide of a slide, I fill it with bine rappin’ [Baow
Try turn your guy cabbage

Broad day leakin’
I don’t weigh the losses, I just wanna break even
All I know is flip a bag
I can’t even hit the sack

Rocks into rose gold
All the risks I did for that [Baow
Caramel, silly bag
Now she wanna fling it back

Two hands on a turner, it woulda turned Timmy mad
Tried it in a mini cab
I don’t wanna hug a strip [I don’t
Tried get me banned to rats, no light, flushin’ quids [Bap

I don’t even trust her dad
How am I gonna trust a b#tch? [How?
In real life, nuttin’s quick
I’m tryna make money flip

My two tiles really slap
No arm or your dead
And if the drought’s really bad
I’ll pay a arm and a leg [And more

p#ss# n#gg#s switched sides
Never been a friend again
Told S, ”We need a farmily”
Put a farm in a ted

And I had to hustle phones
Money comes, money goes
Runnin’ to the bag now
My nitty got a runny nose [Runny nose

No joke, bunnin’ clothes
Backs and the brucky nose
Hoes really givethe drop
I ain’t f#ckin’ funny hoes [Dumb hoes

Fake n#gg#s spuddin’ me
That’s not my cup of tea
‘Member I lost a line
Rip couple, luckily [f#ck, f#ck

Two weeks back again, last week, f#ckery
I come like a dinner lady, I’m carryin’ cutlery [Knife and forks]
Love his cheek
Swear it’s really stuck on me

If I never had a bag
Would she really f#ck with me? [Would she really?
Like the dinner lady, I’m just rollin’ with this cutlery [Now
They were never bussin’ me

I got it off my own back
I really had to phone akhs
Before I had my own strap [Braow
Turn it into raps, so I can tell it by the throw-backs

Told my cuzzy, ”Don’t talk
Akhi never phone back
‘Cah I just heard a weird sound, I think that this phone tapped”
Gutted from my bros bird

Lizzy and I sold dirt
TT, phenomenal
And it got him so burst
I fear God and nuttin’ el’

Touch me and a pole burst
Started with a groundworks
Now I got my own bills
And losin’ your phone feels

Worse than when your bro steals
Three for a score five
All I know is the old deals [Old deals
I can’t even link S

I can’t even phone Drillz
You know I got my bro still
Mulli and them most real [Free Mulli]
And I had to hustle phones

Money comes, money goes
Runnin’ to the bag now
My nitty got a runny nose [Runny nose
No joke, bunnin’ clothes

Backs and the brucky nose
Hoes really givethe drop
I ain’t f#ckin’ funny hoes [Dumb hoes
Fake n#gg#s spuddin’ me

That’s not my cup of tea
‘Member I lost a line
Rip couple, luckily [f#ck, f#ck
Two weeks back again, last week, f#ckery

I come like a dinner lady, I’m carryin’ cutlery [Knife and forks]
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Teeway Lyrics – Cutlery

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Release Year: 2021