Juicy J, DJ Scream - Trim The Circle

Cut them motherfuckers off, mane Cut all that bullshit, stress Cut that shit, get rid of that shit And light some weed And pour a drank, mane We gon' start celebratin' there, mane (DJ Scream) Fuck the bullshit, mane (pump me up) You can love a nigga, but don't let him fuck up your shit How the fuck you talkin' down, but you was just on my dick? (Huh) I don't know why these fuckin' niggas think they so fuckin' slick You can put a nigga on, but they quick to forget I been out here smokin' strong, I done cut off my phone My nigga started movin' wrong, I had to leave him alone I thought we had an understandin', what the fuck is you on? Mane, they done swapped my nigga out, I think this nigga a clone I had to cut the dead weight, huh Cut some niggas off and get my fuckin' head straight, uh Keep the grass cut so I can see the fuckin' snakes If it's fuck you, then it's fuck you, I'll say it to your face Nigga, I ain't givin' grace (givin' grace) Trim the circle, everybody can't stay Had to separate the love from the dead weight (get 'em out) Lotta fake smiles tryna eat off my plate (they fake) Cut the dead weight, that's when I elevate Trim the circle, everybody can't stay Had to separate the love from the dead weight (get 'em out) Lotta fake smiles tryna eat off my plate (they fake) Cut the dead weight, that's when I elevate (ay, pump me up) Keep your bad karma far away from me, brodie (bitch) I don't fuck with none of you suckers, middle finger emoji Ridin' dolo in my low-low with my toaster and my chauffeur You can't tell who you can trust and that's why I'm never sober Gotta keep an eye on 'em 'cause niggas colors be changin' (bitch) Niggas really ain't eatin', you never know how they bangin' Mane, these streets are cutthroat and ain't nothin' nice about it Niggas cross up they own homies and they won't think twice about it And that's why I keep my distance and keep niggas out my bidness (yeah) They act like they cheerin' for you, really want you back in the trenches (yeah) Rule number one, not matter what, stay on the grind (yeah) And to make it to the top, you might have to leave some niggas behind (yeah, ho) Trim the circle, everybody can't stay Had to separate the love from the dead weight (get 'em out) Lotta fake smiles tryna eat off my plate (they fake) Cut the dead weight, that's when I elevate Trim the circle, everybody can't stay Had to separate the love from the dead weight (get 'em out) Lotta fake smiles tryna eat off my plate (they fake) Cut the dead weight, that's when I elevate