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Trevillain - Cut Em Out (feat. Emilio Rojas) Lyrics




Put ya' hands up if ya' had enough
Credit cards you ran em' up
And second place is your regular
Cuz' the hecklers seem tough
Then f*** em'
Cut em' out
Buck em'
Start a ruckus
And then punch em' in the mouth
And put ya' hands up if ya' had enough
Credit cards you ran em' up
And second place is your regular
Cuz' the hecklers seem tough
Then f*** em'
Cut em' out
Buck em'
Start a ruckus
And then punch em' in the mouth

Way back when (When)
I was just lil' kid (Kid)
They forced me in a box
So I grabbed the scissors and went H.A.M.
Then I rammed my fist through that s***
And planned to escape that b****
I was stranded but honed my strength
So I can hold my own out there
And now it's like the Wild Wild West
Entrepreneurial's how I quest
Me and Emilio partnered up
To show what happens when you invest
Time in your craft and learn from the past
Bridges may burn but I rose like a plane
And didn't look back
If you relate then

Put ya' hands up if ya' had enough
Credit cards you ran em' up
And second place is your regular
Cuz' the hecklers seem tough
Then f*** em'
Cut em' out
Buck em'
Start a ruckus
And then punch em' in the mouth
And put ya' hands up if ya' had enough
Credit cards you ran em' up
And second place is your regular
Cuz' the hecklers seem tough
Then f*** em' (Yeah)
Cut em' out
Buck em' (Yeah, me too)
Start a ruckus
And then punch em' in the mouth (Yeah)

Mira, mira, mira I'm the coldest
Did it on my own there ain't nobody that I owe s***
I done put in work consider this my two week notice
I've been grinding, I've been gaining, I've been growing
Cause I'm focused (Focused, focused, focused)
F*** em' that's the mantra
I don't got no rats up in my pack
Nah I don't do the Frank Sinatra
All my homies real
Nah I ain't dealin' with imposters
Like Pun said, "you ain't even in mi clasa"

Put ya' hands up if ya' had enough
Credit cards you ran em' up
And second place is your regular
Cuz' the hecklers seem tough
Then f*** em'
Cut em' out
Buck em'
Start a ruckus
And then punch em' in the mouth
And put ya' hands up if ya' had enough
Credit cards you ran em' up
And second place is your regular
Cuz' the hecklers seem tough
Then f*** em'
Cut em' out
Buck em'
Start a ruckus
And then punch em' in the mouth
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Put ya' hands up if ya' had enough
Credit cards you ran em' up
And second place is your regular
Cuz' the hecklers seem tough
Then f*** em'
Cut em' out
Buck em'
Start a ruckus
And then punch em' in the mouth
And put ya' hands up if ya' had enough
Credit cards you ran em' up
And second place is your regular
Cuz' the hecklers seem tough
Then f*** em'
Cut em' out
Buck em'
Start a ruckus
And then punch em' in the mouth

Way back when (When)
I was just lil' kid (Kid)
They forced me in a box
So I grabbed the scissors and went H.A.M.
Then I rammed my fist through that s***
And planned to escape that b****
I was stranded but honed my strength
So I can hold my own out there
And now it's like the Wild Wild West
Entrepreneurial's how I quest
Me and Emilio partnered up
To show what happens when you invest
Time in your craft and learn from the past
Bridges may burn but I rose like a plane
And didn't look back
If you relate then

Put ya' hands up if ya' had enough
Credit cards you ran em' up
And second place is your regular
Cuz' the hecklers seem tough
Then f*** em'
Cut em' out
Buck em'
Start a ruckus
And then punch em' in the mouth
And put ya' hands up if ya' had enough
Credit cards you ran em' up
And second place is your regular
Cuz' the hecklers seem tough
Then f*** em' (Yeah)
Cut em' out
Buck em' (Yeah, me too)
Start a ruckus
And then punch em' in the mouth (Yeah)

Mira, mira, mira I'm the coldest
Did it on my own there ain't nobody that I owe s***
I done put in work consider this my two week notice
I've been grinding, I've been gaining, I've been growing
Cause I'm focused (Focused, focused, focused)
F*** em' that's the mantra
I don't got no rats up in my pack
Nah I don't do the Frank Sinatra
All my homies real
Nah I ain't dealin' with imposters
Like Pun said, "you ain't even in mi clasa"

Put ya' hands up if ya' had enough
Credit cards you ran em' up
And second place is your regular
Cuz' the hecklers seem tough
Then f*** em'
Cut em' out
Buck em'
Start a ruckus
And then punch em' in the mouth
And put ya' hands up if ya' had enough
Credit cards you ran em' up
And second place is your regular
Cuz' the hecklers seem tough
Then f*** em'
Cut em' out
Buck em'
Start a ruckus
And then punch em' in the mouth
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Writer: Austin Trevillian, Emilio Rojas
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