Rusty ft. Joe The Truth Lyrics

I'ma do it like that, yeah

I'm a little rusty

I'm a little rusty

Feel this shit, boy

Bad boy

Yeah, rusty

Yeah

Yeah, rusty

Yeah, yeah

I don't even know where this beat came from

Get it popping like acne

If she come over, she getting dick

She say she bringing her daiquiri

Told her she gotta leave, I'm rushing

Trust me, I ain't fumbling around with that cannon

Chain, watch, earrings real

So ain't no need for y'all to be asking me

No cap, niggas really testing me

And I ain't cut for that

Beam on his head, give him a custom hat

Who ain't cut for that

Nigga, I'll turn this bitch upside down

Feds listening to the verse

Trying to find out where the weapons at

We ain't made the same, we built different

This Versace not Hilfiger

Rusty, oh, I'm rusty

Think my pen needs a lil touching

Bet your bitch gonna wanna fuck me

Headboard squeaking, that me drumming

That's her humming, that's her cumming

Smoking pressure, pressure thumping

Backwood look like Nutty Professor

Seen a real nigga on my dresser

In my mirror, buying Dior

Robbing Paul just to pay Peter

Keep a squeezer, that's a heater

Shit be fake, can't trust people

I don't know nobody else who doing this

Shot fired for my nine, don't do fifty cents

Bitch

I don't even know where this beat came from

Get it cracking like eczema

Have a gutter, bitch, step to your shit like a Delta

Smoke his ass, tell the world he had cancer

I'm rusty, I'm still rusty

I'm rusty, I'm rusty

Yeah, yeah, I'm feelin' rusty, yeah

Joe the truth, nigga

Damn need some WD-40 I'm feeling rusty with this Glock

Since you want get touchy, bought the bar come take a shot

Give yo ass as much as you can take until you drop

That shit a automatic Joe when will it stop

I ain't bout to stop for shit until these pennies turn to dollars

I won't give up on that bitch until she suck me and she swallow

I'm unbothered by these haters waking up with so much hate

Thought about it for a second realize we don't relate

No debate I'm getting cake love when it's mushed up in my face

I eat dessert before my dinner not before I say my grace

Then I proceed to rob the bank and leave the scene without a trace

Remember nights at Ebony Lace pop that pussy on the snake

Spin the dodge I'm dodging Jake's

Fucking models by mistake

My mistake that's yo bitch I don't care y'all go on dates

She just pull up let me hit her then I just send her on her way

Came with one foot in the game but a hundred deep that's gang