T-Nutty - West Walkin lyrics

Yea Check it My squad is like "All Madden" We all tryna ball, smashin Lookin for the ball bashin' Dumpin in cigar ashes Sicker than Charles Mason Crip Walkin', while y'all dancin' Square off in a hog stance Tear off in yo polliwog a** Like a straight k**a Make b**hes break scrilla Don't f** with fake n***as I'ma k**a eight ? gorilla They call me young T-Nutty Laughin when I crack a funny Serious as f** tho I'ma Cut-throat all about my money That b**h you all your honey s** the honey off my dick Thats how I knew that I was true and you was conterfeit I'm one of the Flowhicans That'll have your hoe creepin' Giving up the fo ? beefin Knockin out ur gold teeth I'ma heathen that be creepin like a theif In that season for no reason on the under like some breifs Cuz I'm on a mad mission You can call the cast fishin' Don't be with them b**hes trickin yo chips My n***a thats bad pimpin [Chorus] Enough with the stress talkin, its the West Walkin wittle Youngsta They call T-Nutty and all my buddies are money hungry little monsters I'm the type a n***a that'll stomp Ya Hike the drill team if I feel mean I'm dirty but n***a I feel clean Livin my life like a real dream I'm Nutty like Busta Rhymes For money I buss for mines And my buddies buss behinds We all get ta bussin nines Hog n***as callin shots Yall n***as fall an drop Enough with the small talk Ain't no poliwogs on the ballers block These n***as will slap you backwards Be quick to mop you faster Than a high paid Janitor Man at work for the Nutt factor I'ma get ta buckin the mactors An chasin' 'em down like Taz Getcha hydrocortizone cuz Im a** kickin like a itchy rash You give a b**h yo cash? Well break yourself for Shanina Lost for tryna floss, thinkin you a boss But you just a weiner And I'ma clean up and let the streets be the bigger broom Like a lepracaun if you steal me gold Watch out for the KABOOM! Loom loom, you can get ta duckin' Cuz ima mothaf**in' fool Ho cake n***as, dick s**in' Actin b**h-made and gettin shooed Like Food ? for trying to fued Bring funk like a poot to your dudes Strip ya crew down and send 'em home nude [Chorus] ? Pa** the drool, so I can take a puff Hit it like a uppercut, Im known for rockin' it ruff Spot yo b**h binocas, cuz she's so thick you watch her You may be the babies papa, I really don't give a caca I'm one of the Flowhecans, That'll have your hoe creepin' Givin up the fo beefin', knockin out your gold teeth Taught by the OG's so I stay strapped with a Fo Feev Runnin and duckin the police, shoot somethin if you know me Got licks like Big Rocks, I hit them big spots I buss them big knots, I creep with them big Glocks I do my thug thang, no need to mug me Might be a plug in the game or a couple slugs to the brain We all gangster, living in a raw nature f** chasin' small paper, I'm ready to ball major The groupie chicken swooper, and make 'em break chalupa Then find a way to lose her, cuz I'ma young chicken mover [Chorus]