King Tut Lyrics

Now and later hustlers

They be having it now

And dont have it later

Lets get really right

Mc with a hammer

So you cant touch

Its brooklyn in here

They say we rough

Fresh timbs and J's

Dont get scuffed

We still getting paper

Though it aint enough

Two seven on the beat

Why you looking stuck

Its the same ol style

Just a new cut

Madd gold on me lookin like

King tut

Diamonds all on the charm

Not by luck

She lookin delicious

Make me wanna uhh

Few licks to the tootsie

Ready for the suck

Gettin foolish wit it

Loud til she get hushed

Made up wit makiage

Made the bish blush

She sprayed a player

Like day day

Brooks drop bombs

Like mayday

Dynamite asiatic like jj

Thought I was soft

Til i hit em with a haymake

Son of man

Some folks cant stand

Puffin on a new strain

Call me dirty dan

The 85 percent wont understand

An Ill be damn

If I explained again

Moor title dog

I dont have a name

Doo doo brown

Though I wont leave a stain

Eat to live snackin in rice grain

You do the same thing

But you expect change

Buggin out

Some of yall are insane

You do to much

For clout you gain

I mind my bi and stay in my lane

And just like tical

I came to bring the pain

MC with a hammer

You cant touch

Its Brooklyn in here

They say we rough

Fresh timbs and js

Dont get scuffed

We still getting paper

Though it aint enough

Two seven on the beat

Why you looking stuck

Its the same ol style

Just a new cut

Madd gold on me lookin like

King tut

Diamonds all on the charm

Not by luck

So whats next cut the check

Rollin wit my right hand

Made a left

I said I heard you Im not deaf

I feel a lil tense let me stretch

Get my calisthenics

On for the stress

Never said I was perfect

Im a mess

Sayin he will never get it i guess

Gesundheit

I say peace not bless

Dont pass my ls

Roll ya own lover

As salamu alaykum

All of my brothers

Sending my peace

To all of my mothers

She secondary

But I dont need another

In my ways

From the cradle to the grave

Just being me though

Im not throwing shade

Rise wit me

An walk upon the waves

Steppin on an those who seen

Were amazed

MC with a hammer

So you cant touch

Its Brooklyn in here

They say we rough

Fresh timbs and Js

Dont get scuffed

We still getting paper

Though it aint enough

Two seven on the beat

Why you looking stuck

Its the same ol style

Just a new cut

Madd gold on me lookin like

King tut

Diamonds all on the charm

Not by luck

She lookin delicious

Make me wanna uhh

Few licks to the tootsie

Ready for the suck

Gettin foolish wit it

Loud til she get hushed

Made up wit makiage

Made the bish blush