Check the call log, I hit you at least a hundred times

Hopping on your line, trying to cuff you for the summertime

You ain't double back, cause that goofy, it ain't no wonder why

Fly high, baby, from the caterpillar to butterfly

Text message lengthy, I'm simply finna just summarize

He been cutting into my candy, it's time to cut his tie

First you tell me pull up, now you telling me nevermind

Blood put his hands on you, I was there for you eight times

Looking at the photo you sent me, it got me mesmerized

Like, damn I'm in love, quit playing with a thug, yeah

I broke your heart and then you ran to that scrub

Made adjustments in your life, went from a boss to a thug

And the main part is that we ain't talked all these months

It's getting harder for me to front mouth, I know you the one

That's on blunts, baby, yeah I'm a thug

But don't forget that we need love, baby

So what it does, baby

Oh, girl, you better cut ties

Ayy, baby, better cut ties

Ayy, girl, you better call every line that you had in your lifetime

Hold me here until the sunrise

Would you cut ties for me?

Cut ties for me now

We could leave it all behind for me

Leave it all behind for me now

Would you cut ties for me?

Cut ties for me now

We could leave it all behind for me

Leave it all behind for me

Check your car lock, I hit you at least a hundred times

See you on Snap, you post about a hundred times

I put my face in it, I ain't stop till the morning time

The next day you couldn't walk, you f*** my hundred times

And I know you got a n***a I ain't know

I play my position, when you need me, let me know

That n***a start tripping, tell him he could come up missing

So many snaps at the table, just hit pinky talk show

You got that girl at my sheets, why you like the cool clubs?

I think I think about you now more than too much

They say you are what you is

I'm about to look like you in a few months

Ayy, bust down your n***a, bust down your wrist

Shotgun in it, flash on, can't do it like this

Ayy, baller with no assist

Ayy, bro, I'll make him sick

Cut ties with your history, make these fresh

Oh, girl, you better cut ties

Ayy, baby, better cut ties

Ayy, girl, you better call every line

That you've had in your lifetime

In the cradle of the Sun rising

Come on, cut ties for me now

Leave it all behind for me

Cut ties for me now

Leave it all behind for me

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Cut ties for me, yeah, yeah, yeah

Leave it behind for me, yeah, yeah, yeah

Cut ties for me, yeah, yeah, yeah Leave it all behind for me, yeah, yeah, yeah