Walk Down (feat. FBEAT)

(FBEAT go crazy)

Uh-huh, ayy

This that Dody, X4, Gunplay shit (Grrah)

Uh

FBEAT go crazy

You can see this driver is driving very erratically

If you're just joining us and you didn't see a few minutes ago, he actually was going the opposite direction (FBEAT, you hard for this one)

Bitch, kill it with the drama 'fore we touch your baby daddy

He thought that little bitch was straight, had that bitch leak her addy

Walk him down, chase him down, I see busters in the alley

He was tryna hide, through them cars, bounce out and we found him

I'll send Smokey and Deebo to find Stanley house?

I'll send my Tiny and my Infant, really slime you out

I'm like where a **** from? Don't give a fuck, I'll max you out

Let the wrong **** fall up in here, we packin' him out

Let a **** do too much with them hands, then I'm stabbin' the ****

I heard you did bunk in that riot, start grabbin' on ****

Hey, we heard you went PC 'cause you couldn't hang with the Locs

That **** is a bitch, a joke

I done walked on level fours with real killers, real demons

I done bounced up out that car and walked up on him, he ain't even seen me

I got Nightmare with me right now and I feel like Cheezy (Oohwee)

I beat the pussy up like Rihanna, my name Breezy (Who, me?)

Why I keep jumping out the car with the squeezy?

Every time I jump out and I shoot, you won't see me (Uh-oh)

Put a trophy by his name, I think he wanna be me

Why you come out with them tanks? You know they fake as fuck

Bitch, I bought another Mercedes, man, I been saving up

That **** can't come back to the block, that **** bustered up

How the fuck you say you gangland, but you ain't tough as us?

Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious (Straight up)

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, I'm tryna tag a **** toe

Who got left out "Bad and Boujee"? Bitch, I seen more than two hundred bands

Let's play ring around the rosie 'round they block, I got big chop

Bitch, stop, I been runnin' Latino hip-hop (Uh-oh)

I'm poppin' on TikTok, I ain't even got a TikTok (Ah-ah)

With my homies from 40s and this the Crip walk

I'm like oohwoo, Dody bounced up out the pen, he still trippin'

Told Lefty put the blower in my left hand so I can get him

I was like eleven when I first jumped off the porch and started Crippin'

I yell, "Oohwoo," when I bounce up out that car and handle business

Walk around the court like with the homie, we trippin'

We seen the enemy, lined him up, jumped him, then kicked him

LA court tanks, I get crack and I keep blick on me

**** think I'm a rapper, I'ma show him I got stick on me

Explosive ready to explode, ayy, Lefty got the Glock on him

Ayy, the studio get rollin', you see touch bands?

You see the **** with the stick? He got two glickies (FBEAT go crazy)

You see the Jeep outside? We tryna creep on a ****

Huh, we tryna creep on the ****

Huh, yeah, it's the walk-down gang, ****