"Walk Down" lyrics
I'm in the studio, right now, I got the rest of my life
I don't need four, no niggas, no cap, quick drop
Wild down, hit a nigga with that scribe
Yo, S.O.D., Money Gang, I put this shit on the mail
I came from the trips, need D with my niggas
We pull up with switches, we play with the gang
You know you get clout, walk in my trap
You see the path from the front to the left from the back
Yo, murder gang, nigga, we ain't goin' like that
Push your own nigga with that scribe
Scrub the Mercedes, it cost me 280
You niggas ain't get to no racks
On Money Gang, baby, the bitch go crazy
I stand in the trap with that sack
Push your own nigga with stench
Play with the gang, we gon' wet up the city
I got the whole gang with me
Count up the back end, hundred and fifty
Boy, drop that load and you know that we spend it
Big racks, all in my dimly
Walks high-fifty, I don't change my appearance
Lil' bro gon' slide for a red like Santa
Quick drop, shoot to an empty
I'm rockin' designer Amiri
Lil' bro gon' slide in till it get dizzy
I'm talkin' bout niggas like Fast and the Furious
I'm in the studio, right now, I got the rest of my life
No cap, quick drop, walk down
Hit a nigga with that scribe
Yo, S.O.D., Money Gang, I put this shit on the mound
I came from the streets and they deal with my niggas
We pull up with switches, we play with the gang
And you know you get clout
I'm S.O.D., nigga, and lil' nigga, I'm stoned
Feel this on shot, nigga, I don't get back
Yo, walk around town with no racks
Yo, scoot, I'm sittin' in the trap
Yeah, it's like, who is that nigga?
The one that we tellin'
I pull up the Rari, Matt Black
I got some young niggas, they pull right up on you
Where you at?
Jackets, they keep comin' back
I got that dope, they get hard to take
Cab with the gang, nigga, don't do that
Yo, L.P. and young nigga, don't shoot that
I'm in the studio right now, I got the rest of my life
I don't need phone, no nigga
No cap, quick drop, walk down
Hit a nigga with that scribe
Yo, S.O.D., Money Gang, I put this shit on the mound
I came from the streets and they deal with my niggas
We pull up with switches, we play with the gang
And you know you get clout
Draco
I don't need four, no niggas, no cap, quick drop
Wild down, hit a nigga with that scribe
Yo, S.O.D., Money Gang, I put this shit on the mail
I came from the trips, need D with my niggas
We pull up with switches, we play with the gang
You know you get clout, walk in my trap
You see the path from the front to the left from the back
Yo, murder gang, nigga, we ain't goin' like that
Push your own nigga with that scribe
Scrub the Mercedes, it cost me 280
You niggas ain't get to no racks
On Money Gang, baby, the bitch go crazy
I stand in the trap with that sack
Push your own nigga with stench
Play with the gang, we gon' wet up the city
I got the whole gang with me
Count up the back end, hundred and fifty
Boy, drop that load and you know that we spend it
Big racks, all in my dimly
Walks high-fifty, I don't change my appearance
Lil' bro gon' slide for a red like Santa
Quick drop, shoot to an empty
I'm rockin' designer Amiri
Lil' bro gon' slide in till it get dizzy
I'm talkin' bout niggas like Fast and the Furious
I'm in the studio, right now, I got the rest of my life
No cap, quick drop, walk down
Hit a nigga with that scribe
Yo, S.O.D., Money Gang, I put this shit on the mound
I came from the streets and they deal with my niggas
We pull up with switches, we play with the gang
And you know you get clout
I'm S.O.D., nigga, and lil' nigga, I'm stoned
Feel this on shot, nigga, I don't get back
Yo, walk around town with no racks
Yo, scoot, I'm sittin' in the trap
Yeah, it's like, who is that nigga?
The one that we tellin'
I pull up the Rari, Matt Black
I got some young niggas, they pull right up on you
Where you at?
Jackets, they keep comin' back
I got that dope, they get hard to take
Cab with the gang, nigga, don't do that
Yo, L.P. and young nigga, don't shoot that
I'm in the studio right now, I got the rest of my life
I don't need phone, no nigga
No cap, quick drop, walk down
Hit a nigga with that scribe
Yo, S.O.D., Money Gang, I put this shit on the mound
I came from the streets and they deal with my niggas
We pull up with switches, we play with the gang
And you know you get clout
Draco
Writer(s): Deandre Cortez Way
