Walk (feat. Lil Baby & 42 Dugg)

Fuck that **** Rylo, he rap horrible

I deleted her number, her head was horrible

**** punks, sittin' all lookin' at the lines, I just poured it up

Got cameras, we see them, they can't see us, this trap boarded up

Don't run no trap before that money, it hold you for ransom

I need help, I got a problem fuckin' exotic dancers

From the crack the code, to the bottom of the smoke, I get my hands on

She thought I was cookin' for her 'cause I fucked her with my pants on

I gave every young **** a Glock in my hood

Which one you workin'? Buy two, you servin'

If they hate, get back and forth with the court like Julius Ervin'

I could've bought a kilo, but I bought a chain for thirty

Glock 27, I stuck that dick in it, it was a virgin

I'ma chase that paper till I'm tired, **** had a rest

They wear this carb, he still die, but he had a vest

Hope you proud of me, nobody made it from my projects yet

I signed a deal, then my city on a private jet

I rock Fear of God, I ain't never feared a **** yet

All of us got bankrolls, we do not flex with each other's checks

And these hoes know I'm the G.O.A.T., I'm fresh out the barn

I dropped my addy, she called like, "Bae, this shit brought me to a farm"

Dior, walk, VLONE, walk

Model, walk, she don't suck dick, walk

Plug walk, Draco, walk

Now he can't walk

Fuck that **** Rylo, he rap horrible

I deleted her number, her head was horrible

**** punks, sittin' all lookin' at the lines, I just poured it up

Got cameras, we see them, they can't see us, this trap boarded up

Don't run no trap before that money, it hold you for ransom

I need help, I got a problem fuckin' exotic dancers

From the crack the code, to the bottom of the smoke, I get my hands on

She thought I was cookin' for her 'cause I fucked her with my pants on

No knock, just sign me for the meals, I prolly fuck it off

Won't put my BM in the Benz, I heard she fuckin' off

I been out here grindin', Rollie timin', yeah, we wildin'

Baby paid the lawyer since I made five hunnid thousand

Presi', Presi', Patek, they like, "Doggybone a problem"

I ain't go to college, say he got it out the mud, huh?

Seen two mill' in blues, he don't even fuck with Bloods

'Cause I want twenty for a show, but still I ask, "How much the club got?"

Can't wait till they let Bud out, I'm done playin' games

Won't switch for not a bitch, then hear my son sayin', "Change"

Like we made it, I signed a deal for a couple hun', I blew that shit in Vegas

If not fine, then I'm with Baby, if not Baby, I'm with Ced

So many shirts, want twelve a verse or back to sellin' meds

Dior, walk, VLONE, walk

Model, walk, she don't suck dick, walk

Plug walk, Draco, walk

Now he can't walk

Fuck that **** Rylo, he rap horrible

I deleted her number, her head was horrible

**** punks, sittin' all lookin' at the lines, I just poured it up

Got cameras, we see them, they can't see us, this trap boarded up

Don't run no trap before that money, it hold you for ransom

I need help, I got a problem fuckin' exotic dancers

From the crack the code, to the bottom of the smoke, I get my hands on

She thought I was cookin' for her 'cause I fucked her with my pants on

Hunnid bands and Birkin bags, my girl don't need no OnlyFans

I go crazy every shot I get, like this my only chance

I run through a million cash so much, I need another hand

I just hope the play not play with me, we gon' fuck up the plan

I just heard he said he rich as me, I know he wish he was

They don't know what the kid gon' pull up in, I just keep switchin' up

I had racks before my buzz, if they know, they know what's up

Ain't too many **** in Atlanta sold more bags than us

Rylo went new cat on 'em, Dugg got four hunnid racks on 'em

I just sit laid back, chill, I could bust they ass, for real

Bitch all in my comments, makin' jokes like I be poppin' pills

Boy, you know what's up when it be smoke, someone get popped for real

Dior, walk, VLONE, walk

Model, walk, she don't suck dick, walk

Plug walk, Draco, walk

Now he can't walk

Fuck that **** Rylo, he rap horrible

I deleted her number, her head was horrible

**** punks, sittin' all lookin' at the lines, I just poured it up

Got cameras, we see them, they can't see us, this trap boarded up

Don't run no trap before that money, it hold you for ransom

I need help, I got a problem fuckin' exotic dancers

From the crack the code, to the bottom of the smoke, I get my hands on

She thought I was cookin' for her 'cause I fucked her with my pants on