FREE T NUT Lyrics

Free T Nut

Elephant in the room

I got the street sweeper I got brooms

She wants that Molly Sand-Tan dune

No Rallo but nigga got a fam of goons

She wants to fuck and stay in my room

I get my nut then I come to a realization

I just want to fuck and I don't have the patience

Put an x on her box she got played like a station

Aye

You fucking that bitch and her pussy crustacean

Money on my head nigga be patient

On my grind like Tony Hawk, Bucky Lasek

I didn't let bro hit the dope cause I seen that nigga lace it

Smoking that pressure, I break up the earth

On the grid with the iron I'm making my turf

The lean in my belly It's making me burp

The Kush in the really It got me on Mars

Your bitch in the room And she getting me hard

Aye niggas send a shot

It was more like a beer

Scorpion on the glock nigga come here

Try to run nigga get over here

I got the pussy nigga running like Damian

No rainbow but I keep me some Dicks

Hanging off the Glock It's fucking your bitch

I pick the phone up and I made a little hit

These niggas Morty need Owens and Rick

This Vetemens coat got your bitch on my dick

She fucking on Only Fans she ain't slick

Pull a rabbit out a hat that's a trick

These niggas pussy they really be tripping

On guard and on point I'm shooting like Bibby

Fucking that bitch in Miami Like Diddy

Two blunts to the face I call it too lit

On the gravestone I left the Tulips

Pause

But that's the kiss of death, I got no flaws

Wrapping your favorite rapper in a Raw

I just put paper on him cause he soft

That nigga bitch seen me said oh my God

It's funny I'm about to put her through hell

Squad ran a train on the bitch got derailed

It's funny because she still wanted a picture

Shot flew by

It nicked her

She was hanging with some motherfucking felons

I'm not no killer but bitch I'm not telling

Hold up put water on top of her melon

I put the ice on her hea

Told her she can wear my chain

But she wants to fuck me instead

In the cup it was human blood red

I pull out the carbon they thought it was a bat

Hold up

Let me take this bag off and pull out this strap

I look in your eyes, I'm not giving no dap

These niggas some junkies they don't want to scrap

Aye I got the seven.62

Niggas not on shit, niggas poo

I got this shit on lock like Tookie

I got this on lock like Larry Hoover

That bar went over your head

But look my nigga this limbo unusual

Never