Cut It
O.T. Genasis Feat. Young Dolph Lyrics


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Yeah, yeah

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

Run up them bands on the regular (cash)
Hittin' my plug on the celly, yeah
Tell my ex bitch that I'm sorry (my bad)
I'ma skate off in the 'Rari
Keep 36 by my side (my side)
Imma go bake me a pie
Keep 45 on my side
Fuck with my niggas, you die
All of my niggas say blood
All of my niggas say cuz (yeah)
OT, I found me a plug
I got it straight out the mud
Keep it a hundred, no bullsh-
I fell in love with the drugs
Bustin' it down in the tub (coke)
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'
Niggas steady trippin' so I'm steady grippin'
Dirty money on me, got a scale up on me
I don't fuck with phony, 'bout to sell a pony
All these niggas on me, all these bitches on me
Say my price is good, motherfucker, show me

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

Went and bought a nine-eleven with my trap money
A million up but still ain't never touch my rap money
I'm out in LA fuckin' with that boy OT (what's poppin'?)
Flew to LA, got a plug on that OG
You know I've been gettin' money if you know me (you know that)
When I first met my plug, I told him I piss a hundred Gs (what?)
I ain't comin' to get it unless you got a hundred piece
I don't want it, fuck it, your price, you need to cut it
Your ice, you need to tuck it, she fuck with me, she lucky
A half a million, all 20s in that Gucci luggage
Let's skip the small talk, it's time to talk numbers
Young nigga playin' with commas, might go get a Lamb' for the summer
I've been outchea in these streets all my life hustlin' (fo' real)
My nigga beefin' then I'm beefin', wrong or right I'm bustin'
My traphouse, I love it (I love it)
Put some Forgis on my old school and I had to gut it (what?)
But should I put a roof in?

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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of O.T. Genasis's song Cut It are about drug dealing and the importance of cutting drugs to ensure their quality and lower their price. The chorus repeats the phrase "cut it" in reference to both drugs and prices that are too high. The first verse speaks about making money through drug deals and being loyal to one's friends. The second verse talks about the success that money from drug dealing can bring, such as luxury items like a Porsche 911 and Gucci luggage. The singer also emphasizes his street smarts and willingness to protect himself and his friends.


Line by Line Meaning

Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
I have too many bricks, I need to cut them to make a profit


Them bricks is way too hot, you need to cut it
These bricks are high risk and hot on the market, I need to sell them quickly


Your price is way too high, you need to cut it
Your asking price for the drugs is too expensive, I need a better deal


Run up them bands on the regular
I consistently make a lot of money selling drugs


Hittin' my plug on the celly, yeah
I communicate with my drug supplier via my cellphone


Tell my ex bitch that I'm sorry
I regret hurting my ex-girlfriend


Imma skate off in the 'Rari
I will leave in a Ferrari, a luxury car that represents my success


Keep 36 by my side
I carry a gun to protect myself and my drug business


Imma go bake me a pie
I will cook up drugs to sell


Keep 45 on my side
I carry a bigger gun for more serious threats


Fuck with my niggas, you die
If anyone messes with my crew, they will be killed


All of my niggas say blood
My friends and I use the term 'blood' as a term of endearment


All of my niggas say cuz
My friends and I use the term 'cuz' as a term of endearment


OT, I found me a plug
I have found a new drug supplier named 'OT'


I got it straight out the mud
I have made my success from the ground up, starting from nothing


Keep it a hundred, no bullsh
I am always honest and straightforward


I fell in love with the drugs
I am addicted to selling drugs and the money it brings


Bustin' it down in the tub
I am cutting the drugs into smaller portions in a bathtub


Pay me my money in dubs
I only accept payment in increments of $20


Water whippin', lookin' like I'm fishin'
I am cooking drugs in boiling water, making it appear as if I am cooking fish


Baseball in kitchen, with my arm I'm pitchin'
I am preparing drugs in the kitchen and comparing it to a baseball pitcher's motion


Rolie on, it's glistenin', and my darling, kissin'
I am wearing a Rolex watch and being intimate with my girlfriend


Niggas steady trippin' so I'm steady grippin'
People are causing problems, so I am holding my gun tightly


Dirty money on me, got a scale up on me
I have cash from drug sales on me and a scale to weigh the drugs


I don't fuck with phony, 'bout to sell a pony
I do not do business with fake people, I am about to sell a kilogram of drugs


All these niggas on me, all these bitches on me
I attract a lot of attention from both guys and girls due to my success


Say my price is good, motherfucker, show me
If someone says my drug prices are reasonable, they need to prove it by buying them


Went and bought a 911 with my trap money
I purchased a Porsche 911 with the money I made from selling drugs


A million up but still ain't never touch my rap money
I have made a million dollars from selling drugs, but have never earned that much from my music career


I'm out in LA fuckin' with that boy OT
I am in Los Angeles doing business with my drug supplier OT


Flew to LA, got a plug on that OG
I went to LA and got a new drug supplier for original gangster (OG) drugs


You know I've been gettin' money if you know me
If you know me, you know I make a lot of money through selling drugs


When I first met my plug, I told him I piss a hundred Gs
When I first met my drug supplier, I told them that I make $100,000 in profit


I ain't comin' to get it unless you got a hundred piece
I will not go to get drugs unless there are at least 100 units available


Your ice, you need to tuck it, she fuck with me, she lucky
You should hide your expensive jewelry, and if a girl is with me, she is fortunate


A half a million, all 20s in that Gucci luggage
I have made half a million dollars in cash and store it in a Gucci suitcase


Let's skip the small talk, it's time to talk numbers
Let's not waste time with small talk, we need to discuss the amount of money involved


Young nigga playin' with commas, might go get a Lamb for the summer
I am making a lot of money and could purchase a Lamborghini for the summer


I've been outchea in these streets all my life hustlin'
I have been selling drugs for my entire life, always working hard to make more money


My nigga beefin' then I'm beefin', wrong or right I'm bustin'
If someone I am close to has a conflict, I will have their back and fight for them


My traphouse, I love it
I am very attached and proud of my drug-selling house


Put some Forgis on my old school and I had to gut it
I added expensive Forgiato rims to my classic car and had to remove parts of the car to fit them


But should I put a roof in?
I am considering adding a roof to my old school car




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., EMPIRE PUBLISHING
Written by: Adolph Thornton, Montre Edmonds, Odis Flores

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@Bizzy3663

This was the first song that made me a fan of young Dolph

@bubbadajoint

Me too😂😂😂

@ghostmane8018

Bruh cut it

@JeffreypaulAlliver-ih9or

Racks to my ear,was mine

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@melloman2081

Rest Easy Dolph 😪🕊 you'll be missed sir 🤲

@marryjane1684

It’s been a year already 🥺🥺🥺🥺 seem like just last month

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Rest up 👑 Dolph

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