Cut You Off - Aire Atlantica, Kolé

You call yourself Picasso, but you’re not a savant

Say you’re on another level, so show me what you got

Same old story you tell again and again

Go find some real ass friends (Go find some real ass friends)

Pretty things don’t make you any brighter

Honestly, I’d guess you were a crier

Please bring your cards to the table

I know you said fuck labels

But I’d like to cut you off

Hey, hey, I just want to cut you off

I, I, I just want to (I just want to)

Hey, hey, I just want to cut you off

I, I, I just (I just)

You’re just imitation, strings on your guitar

Are playing with my patience, but I’ll sound the alarm

Yeah, I know a girl named Karma

I think you brought her back to your hotel lobby

I’m sorry

Pretty things don’t make you any brighter

Honestly, I’d guess you were a crier

Please bring your cards to the table

I know you said fuck labels

But I’d like to cut you off

Hey, hey, I just want to cut you off

I, I, I just want to

Hey, hey, I just want to cut you off

I, I, I just

Hey, hey (I just want to cut you off)

Hey, hey

Hey, hey (I just want to cut you off)

Hey, hey