Rusty lyrics
by WTM Scoob
[Intro]
Damn, Tye, you made this b*tch too?
Damn, Tye
Good lookin', my baby
f*ck it, they say I'm out, ah, brothers only
Gang gang, baow
[Chorus]
You better know that road, it get risky (Yeah)
You gotta know this sh*t fifty-fifty (Mhm)
A thousand of these beans cost a brick (Shhh)
I'ma be gone on this road 'til you miss me (Mm)
Lil' cuz out his sh*t, kill the witness (Baow, baow)
I got the pole and five hundred dollar denim (Yeah)
Think she playin' with her nose, she keep sniffin'
I get the money over everything, these b*tches think I'm trippin'
[Verse 1]
Pourin' mud in the club like this sh*t our prescription (Huh)
Make it flood in the club on some nothin' ass b*tches
Real dope dealer, can't hang around snitches
You could never be me, I don't be tellin' n*gga's business (pus*y-ass n*gga)
You ain't sellin' work, you really be catfishin' (I know)
I'm just talking sh*t, you really a rap n*gga (For real)
I be with the bosses, you one of the staff n*ggas (Yeah)
I'll f*ck yo' b*tch, crack jokes and laugh with you (Hahaha)
Open up the foil, you see the fish, ain't no Salmon in it
Sittin' in the spot with no TV but it's cameras in it (Ooh)
I know every n*gga in your hood, you ain't valid in it
If a n*gga say that he don't like me, I done handled n*ggas
She wanna, f*ck me and Brooks, she know we know each other
I'm flyin', doin like one-fifty, make her pus*y wetter
I'm lyin', she put her trust in me, she must not know no better
I'm slime, I'll wipe a n*gga nose like we don't know each other (Slatt)
Brothers only, Wavy Gang, yeah, we flock together (Uh)
Bust a jugg, hit the mall, pour up drop together
One band, one sound drum on the chop together
Y'all n*ggas crew full of snitches, call the cops together
[Chorus]
You better know that road, it get risky
You gotta know this sh*t fifty-fifty
A thousand of these beans cost a brick (Shhh)
I'ma be gone on this road 'til you miss me (Yeah)
Lil' cuz out his sh*t, kill the witness (Ooh)
I got the pole and five hundred dollar denim (Hahaha)
I think she playin' with her nose, she keep sniffin'
I put the money over everything, these b*tches think I'm trippin'
[Outro]
Put the money over...trippin'
Put the money over everything, these b*tches think I'm trippin'
Put the money over everything, uh
Put the money over everything, these b*tches think I'm trippin'