"Can't Walk" lyrics
Aye, bitch, go (Aye, Aye, bitch, go)
Aye, bitch, go (Real Murdaworth shit)
Real Murdaworth shit, aye (Real Murdaworth shit, bitch)
I say, I just spilled my tech, bitch, I'll be pissed if that was Wok (Aye, ugh, Wok)
Aye, go
I just spilled my tech, bitch, I'll be pissed if that was Wok (Ugh, pissed if that was Wok, bitch)
Aye, bitch, aye, aye
He looking for problems, bitch, I'm looking for opps to smoke
Bitch, I'm two deep in that four door, and it's smoke to go
Broke ass opp in a Motel, shoot up the rooms to go
Fuck that bitch on a King bed, this bitch said she got it from Rooms To Go
Slide through the Murda and do a hit, bitch, on Rufe Snow
I can get that boy knocked off, just gotta call Cujo
Pockets so fat, like damn, like them bitches Sumo
He looking for problems, bitch, I'm looking for opps to smoke
Finna pop out, bitch, get active, grab my Glock and go
I like making sure the gang eat, bitch, I don't hate on my bros
I don't like it when the opps die, I like to shoot at my foes
I be hanging with my boo babys, and they throwing up four's
I like getting to the money, bitch, I don't like fucking hoes
I got a Perc before I hit a lick, cause anything could go
That nigga a pussy repellent, he keep on beating his hoes
Bitch, I'll kick the door, I don't need a Glock, I'll flush my opp
Hit a sales pitch to the junkie, I'm like, "This shit good, anything can box"
I just spilled my Hi-Tech, would've been pissed if that was Wok
I be high out my mind, I be on Perc's, I can't even walk
Busy gettin' high with the birds, I be like, "Text me, I can't talk"
Bitch, aye, I be like, "Text me, I can't talk"
Busy gettin' high with the birds, I be like, "Text me, I can't talk", bitch
Aye, been pissed if that was Wok
I just spilled my tech, I would've been pissed if that was Wok
He looking for problems, bitch, I'm looking for opps to smoke
Bitch, I'm two deep in that four door, and it's smoke to go
Broke ass opp in a Motel, shoot up the rooms to go
Fuck that bitch on a King bed, this bitch said she got it from Rooms To Go
Slide through the Murda and do a hit, bitch, on Rufe Snow
I can get that boy knocked off, just gotta call Cujo
Pockets so fat, like damn, like them bitches Sumo
He looking for problems, bitch, I'm looking for opps to smoke
Aye, bitch, go (Real Murdaworth shit)
Real Murdaworth shit, aye (Real Murdaworth shit, bitch)
I say, I just spilled my tech, bitch, I'll be pissed if that was Wok (Aye, ugh, Wok)
Aye, go
I just spilled my tech, bitch, I'll be pissed if that was Wok (Ugh, pissed if that was Wok, bitch)
Aye, bitch, aye, aye
He looking for problems, bitch, I'm looking for opps to smoke
Bitch, I'm two deep in that four door, and it's smoke to go
Broke ass opp in a Motel, shoot up the rooms to go
Fuck that bitch on a King bed, this bitch said she got it from Rooms To Go
Slide through the Murda and do a hit, bitch, on Rufe Snow
I can get that boy knocked off, just gotta call Cujo
Pockets so fat, like damn, like them bitches Sumo
He looking for problems, bitch, I'm looking for opps to smoke
Finna pop out, bitch, get active, grab my Glock and go
I like making sure the gang eat, bitch, I don't hate on my bros
I don't like it when the opps die, I like to shoot at my foes
I be hanging with my boo babys, and they throwing up four's
I like getting to the money, bitch, I don't like fucking hoes
I got a Perc before I hit a lick, cause anything could go
That nigga a pussy repellent, he keep on beating his hoes
Bitch, I'll kick the door, I don't need a Glock, I'll flush my opp
Hit a sales pitch to the junkie, I'm like, "This shit good, anything can box"
I just spilled my Hi-Tech, would've been pissed if that was Wok
I be high out my mind, I be on Perc's, I can't even walk
Busy gettin' high with the birds, I be like, "Text me, I can't talk"
Bitch, aye, I be like, "Text me, I can't talk"
Busy gettin' high with the birds, I be like, "Text me, I can't talk", bitch
Aye, been pissed if that was Wok
I just spilled my tech, I would've been pissed if that was Wok
He looking for problems, bitch, I'm looking for opps to smoke
Bitch, I'm two deep in that four door, and it's smoke to go
Broke ass opp in a Motel, shoot up the rooms to go
Fuck that bitch on a King bed, this bitch said she got it from Rooms To Go
Slide through the Murda and do a hit, bitch, on Rufe Snow
I can get that boy knocked off, just gotta call Cujo
Pockets so fat, like damn, like them bitches Sumo
He looking for problems, bitch, I'm looking for opps to smoke
Writer(s): Jace Salter, Daryl Wade
