"Walk" lyrics
(Pick a card, any card)
(This is a Dj Slimebxll exlusive)
(Huh)
Young nigga' walk with that stick; on God
Hop box, pull up in tint; on God
Said' it was smoke, but ain't dropping no dot
I get them bands and I get the shit out
Hear you switched up but I'm staying the same
Glock four four, Chief Keef; bang bang
These niggas' mad I'm havin' my ways
Pradabag walk with that Glock outta' state (outta' state)
And he pull up, gotta' ten on the K
Come to my trap, you get taxed for a play
Level down twelve with that four five Glock
I walk down, take off with dread lock
Come through the spot, it's a one stop shop
You want the green; it won't come out the pint
I just might serve me a junkie today, he come again for my shit by tomorrow
I'm the one fucked around had me a baby, that' why I stop sippin' pints out the bottle
[?]
Came in thih' bih' with that Cam'ron flow
I pause my shit and go fuck on yo' hoe
Then I go roll up some dope
Then I go chill with the bros
I count up, they ready; go slid with the bros
White hoe snortin' on - can't stop playin' with ha' nose
Now she goin' get in that mode; start takin' off ha' clothes
I mean, what can I expect?
Fuckin' that bitch off tha' coke
Hell nah nigga', you already know I can't trust damn hoes
Young nigga' walk with that stick; on God
Hop box, pull up in tint; on God
Said' it was smoke, but ain't dropping no dot
I get them bands and I get the shit out
Hear you switched up but I'm staying the same
Glock four four, Chief Keef; bang bang
These niggas' mad I'm havin' my ways
Pradabag walk with that Glock outta' state (outta' state)
And he pull up, gotta' ten on the K
Come to my trap, you get taxed for a play
(Ppsshhhbbb)
Young nigga' smokin' on Minute Maid
Spraying down on my hoe like mace
I stood on that block till' I got caught
'Upping that Glock and catch a fade
Sippin' on wock; it got me laid
Too many seals in this shit; getting vicious (psshb)
Flat back (psshb) in this bitch I'm a menace
In the trunk, put some drugs together like a chemist
[?]
I do what I want, you niggas' better remember
Walk in the spot off perc; about a plenty
Go in that body, go home; I repent
Young nigga' walk with that stick; on God
Hop box, pull up in tint; on God
'Said it was smoke, but ain't dropping no dot
I get them bands and I get the shit out
Hear you switched up but I'm staying the same
Glock four four, Chief Keef; bang bang
These niggas' mad I'm havin' my ways
Pradabag walk with that Glock outta' state (outta' state)
(And he pull up, gotta' ten on the K)
(This is a Dj Slimebxll exlusive)
(Huh)
Young nigga' walk with that stick; on God
Hop box, pull up in tint; on God
Said' it was smoke, but ain't dropping no dot
I get them bands and I get the shit out
Hear you switched up but I'm staying the same
Glock four four, Chief Keef; bang bang
These niggas' mad I'm havin' my ways
Pradabag walk with that Glock outta' state (outta' state)
And he pull up, gotta' ten on the K
Come to my trap, you get taxed for a play
Level down twelve with that four five Glock
I walk down, take off with dread lock
Come through the spot, it's a one stop shop
You want the green; it won't come out the pint
I just might serve me a junkie today, he come again for my shit by tomorrow
I'm the one fucked around had me a baby, that' why I stop sippin' pints out the bottle
[?]
Came in thih' bih' with that Cam'ron flow
I pause my shit and go fuck on yo' hoe
Then I go roll up some dope
Then I go chill with the bros
I count up, they ready; go slid with the bros
White hoe snortin' on - can't stop playin' with ha' nose
Now she goin' get in that mode; start takin' off ha' clothes
I mean, what can I expect?
Fuckin' that bitch off tha' coke
Hell nah nigga', you already know I can't trust damn hoes
Young nigga' walk with that stick; on God
Hop box, pull up in tint; on God
Said' it was smoke, but ain't dropping no dot
I get them bands and I get the shit out
Hear you switched up but I'm staying the same
Glock four four, Chief Keef; bang bang
These niggas' mad I'm havin' my ways
Pradabag walk with that Glock outta' state (outta' state)
And he pull up, gotta' ten on the K
Come to my trap, you get taxed for a play
(Ppsshhhbbb)
Young nigga' smokin' on Minute Maid
Spraying down on my hoe like mace
I stood on that block till' I got caught
'Upping that Glock and catch a fade
Sippin' on wock; it got me laid
Too many seals in this shit; getting vicious (psshb)
Flat back (psshb) in this bitch I'm a menace
In the trunk, put some drugs together like a chemist
[?]
I do what I want, you niggas' better remember
Walk in the spot off perc; about a plenty
Go in that body, go home; I repent
Young nigga' walk with that stick; on God
Hop box, pull up in tint; on God
'Said it was smoke, but ain't dropping no dot
I get them bands and I get the shit out
Hear you switched up but I'm staying the same
Glock four four, Chief Keef; bang bang
These niggas' mad I'm havin' my ways
Pradabag walk with that Glock outta' state (outta' state)
(And he pull up, gotta' ten on the K)
