Refrain: Marc E. Bassy
Yeah, yeah, yeah 
Cut ties with me, yeah, yeah, yeah 
You left behind for me, yeah, yeah, yeah 
Cut ties with me, yeah, yeah, yeah 
You left behind for me, yeah, yeah, yeah 
Cut ties with me, yeah, yeah, yeah 
You left behind for me, yeah, yeah, yeah 
Cut ties with me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Verse 1: Mozzy
Hey 
Check the call log, I hit you at least a hundred times 
I been on your line, tryna cuff you for the summer time 
You ain't double back 'cause they goofy, it ain't no wonder why 
Fly high, baby, from caterpillar to butterfly 
Text message lenghty, I'm simply I'm finna just summarize 
Even cotton into my candy, it's time to cut the ties 
First you tell me "Pull up", now you tellin' me "Nevermind" 
Blood put his hands on you, I was there for you every time 
Lookin' at the photo you send me, it got me mesmerized 
Like "Damn, I'm in love, quick playin' 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 dub 
And the many parties that we ain't talk all these months 
It gettin' harder for me to front ma, I know you the one 
That's on bloods baby 
Yeah I'm a thug but don't forget that we made love baby 
So what it does baby?

Chorus: Marc E. Bassy
Oh girl you better cut ties
Yeah, you better better cut ties
Hey girl, you better cut every line that you had in your lifetime
Only here 'till the sun rise
Would you cut ties for me?
Cut ties for me now
Would you leave it all behind for me?
Leave it all behind for me now
Would you leave it all behind for me?
Leave it all behind for me

Verse 2: Sage The Gemini
Hey, hey
Check your call log, I hit you least a hundred times
Seen you on Snap, seen your post about a hunnid times
I put my face in it, I ain't stop 'till the morning time
The next day you couldn't argue came a hundred times
And I know you got a nigga, I know
I, play my position, when you need me let me know
That nigga start trippin', tell him he could come up missin'
So many smash, got the table Jada Pinkett talk show
You got that girl [?] she's white like the Ku Klux
I think I think about you now more than too much
They you are what you eat (Yeah)
I'm 'bout to look like you in a few months
Ayy, buss down young nigga, buss down your wrist
Shotgun in the air, Crenshaw nigga can't do it like this, ayy
Ballin' with no assist, ayy, fuck around make 'em sick
Cut ties with your history, make these [?]

Chorus: Marc E. Bassy
Oh girl you better cut ties
Yeah, you better better cut ties
Hey girl, you better cut every line that you had in your lifetime
Only here 'till the sun rise
Would you cut ties for me?
Cut ties for me now
Would you leave it all behind for me?
Leave it all behind for me now
Would you leave it all behind for me?
Leave it all behind for me

Refrain: Marc E. Bassy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Cut ties with me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You left behind for me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cut ties with me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You left behind for me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cut ties with me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You left behind for me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cut ties with me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Outro: Marc E. Bassy
Cut ties for me?
Cut ties for me now
Would you leave it all behind for me?
Leave it all behind for me now
Would you cut ties for me?
Cut ties for me now
Would you leave it all behind for me?
Leave it all behind for me now