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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
OTB Fastlane
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nakia Norman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
J Lacy
Mastering Engineer
DJ X.O.
Producer
Mac The Engineer
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(XO think he all that)
[PreChorus]
This that dope boy ooo
That dope boy did it
They like, "I ain't got no friends
Ain't nobody fucking with me"
Aye I see you doing cool
But you'd do better fucking with me
She only bad up in pictures
That lil hoe be catfishing
[Chorus]
Aye walk with a limp
I walk, I walk, aye
Walk with a limp
I walk, I walk (Yeah)
I'm not one of them at all, at all, yeah
Bitch put your ass in the air, twerk it on yo head
[Verse 2]
Why you always acting like a **** owe you somethin'? (Hey)
Always in your feelings like a lil hoe or somethin' (Aye)
Broke in real life on Instagram you getting money (Aye)
You ain't gotta lie to Lulu keep that shit 100 (Hey)
This is for them gangstas up in Texas
(Bow, bow, bow)
Them younging out in Florida out there living super reckless
(Bow, bow)
Them **** on that west coast Cali with them P's (Aye)
I never seen you in my life, so how the fuck you in the streets? (Aye)
I step in the party and these **** hide they hoe (Hey)
Put yo ass in the air, put yo head on the floor, aye (Hey)
I got all them P's in the boxes, you ain't know?
If it wasn't for the rap shit i'd probably never post
[PreChorus]
This that dope boy ooo
That dope boy did it
They like, "I ain't got no friends
Ain't nobody fucking with me"
Aye I see you doing cool
But you'd do better fucking with me
She only bad up in pictures
That lil hoe be catfishing
[Chorus]
Aye walk with a limp
I walk, I walk, aye
Walk with a limp
I walk, I walk (Yeah)
I'm not one of them at all, at all, yeah
Bitch put your ass in the air, twerk it on yo head
[Verse 3]
I be on some other shit, they know I'm out my melon
Don't give a fuck if I know who did it, Lulu never tell it
Aye, I pull up girl lets go to war, aye do that shit you text me
Aye, do it and stick it, aye do it and stick it, yeah
I cause all this static in the hood and they know it
Hit the mall, fucked off 5,000 cash 'cause I was bored
Aye, I'm the one having all the rackets, make me show it
On the north I got hotter than Jake Paul ask Floyd, aye
Real **** getting money, whole team winning yeah
Like a ceiling fan, them youngins spinning and they spinning yeah
Before I come to baby house, she tell me pop a Percocet
Aye, you know this your cookie big daddy come and murder it (Aye)
[PreChorus]
Dope boy oooo
That dope boy did it
They like, "I ain't got no friends
Ain't nobody fucking with me"
Aye I see you doing cool
But you'd do better fucking with me
She only bad up in pictures
That lil hoe be catfishing
[Chorus]
Aye walk with a limp
I walk, I walk, aye
Walk with a limp
I walk, I walk (Yeah)
I'm not one of them at all, at all, yeah
Bitch put your ass in the air, twerk it on yo head
Written by: Nakia Norman