Bia - Way Too High (Cut It) lyrics

[Intro: BIA] I'm way too high I'm way too high b**h I'm way too high I'm way too I'm way too high I'm way too high b**h I'm way too high I'm way too high I'm way too high b**h I'm way too high (cut it, cut it, cut it) Uh (cut it, cut it, cut it) [Verse: BIA] It's like every time I see a broke b**h Try to hate on me I tell her cut the sh** Ain't nothin' I want, I ain't gonna get b**h I'm too real to be counterfeit He want a feature, he can't afford it Got the nerve to tell me B cut the price Ran off once, ran off twice I ain't go'in bike b**h 'I'm so plies I mean damn Last year I sh** on 'em, this year I do it again Me and papadon just f**ed up the Gram 2016 wearin bape in Japan I got a lineup of n***as that's wishing for me to be single Out here one mo gain Baller alert wanna see my dm She ain't with me unless that hoe a ten I gotta lot of new cash Car got a lot on the dash I just go straight to the plug I cut a lot of the tax I had some snakes in my garden I cut a lot of that gra** I hear that music they doin' I said f** all of that trash I say mirror mirror on that damn wall It Said damn Bia you the waviest I'm chanel down to my fragrance And this highlight look radiant I'm in the latest sh** You on that hater sh** I'm like f** a hater like atheists I got a pool room in my new crib And my landlord is a patriot God damn [Hook: BIA] I'm way too high I'm way too high b**h I'm way too high I'm smoking on that cheecha in Tisa God damn I'm way too fly Don't ask me if I'm leasing the beamer I drive, you way behind You tweaking if you thinking I'm off my grind b**h you wasting time Woop [Hook: O.T. Genasis] Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it Them bricks is way too hot, you need to cut it Your price is way too high, you need to cut it Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it Them bricks is way too hot, you need to cut it Your price is way too high, you need to cut it [Verse: O.T. Genasis] Run up them bands on the regular, hittin' my plug on the cellular Tell my ex b**h that I'm sorry, Imma skate off in the 'Rari Keep 36 by my side, Imma go bake me a pie Keep 45 on my side, f** with my n***as, you die All of my n***as say blood, all of my n***as say cuz OT, I found me a plug, I got it straight out the mud Keep it a hundred, no bull, I fell in love with the d** Bustin' it down in the tub, pay me my money in dubs Water whippin', lookin' like I'm fishin' Baseball in kitchen, with my arm I'm pitchin' Rolie on, it's glistenin', and my darling, kissin' n***as steady trippin' so I'm steady grippin' Dirty money on me, got a scale up on me I don't f** with phony, 'bout to sell a pony All these n***as on me, all these b**hes on me Say my price is good, motherf**er, show me [Hook: O.T. Genasis] Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it Them bricks is way too hot, you need to cut it Your price is way too high, you need to cut it Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it Them bricks is way too hot, you need to cut it Your price is way too high, you need to cut it