WALK DOWN
RellOnTheTrack
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I just left cali finna go back like i'm biggie In my camp i'm the one who call the shots i'm like diddy Me and brody bought some beans I aint never get a stimmy 1942 I'll never pour no henny I dont listen to the opps them niggas capped out Heard the boys spinning blocks bro I got my glizzy take the back routes Fat nigga with a lot of racks blow her back out Before I got my own bag I use to have to watch the stash house Mr. state hopper meet two hoes in a tahoe Speak pape my first words was money like im manso Walk a opp down by myself I know i'm mono Niggas wanna kill I just ball think Im Lanzo My plug across the border wrapping keys wearing ponchos If it ain't about no peso I aint tryna hear the convo These niggas cant stand to see me win they need a blindfold This bitch wanna f*ck I gotta play aint got the time hoe Im up 20 just turned 20 i'm a walking dub Threw so many racks in that bitch we could've bought the club We ain't sliding down in no whips bitch we walking up Send a couple shots to his lip just for talking tough Doggy ain't living what he rap I gotta call his bluff Bitch I only smoke exotic bitch the best 100 for a puff I just want this hoe to hit the road why she wanna lust Yea I just seen you up the pole but now you gotta bust I just slapped 30 in my glock I ain't got no trust Put the bully on you he'll really make you give it up Outta town driving in a foreign tryna live it up If he get hit with these 223s ain't no gettin up Just copped a pair of Dior's I came foreign on em I rap my bitch f*ck with the blues like she Lauren London Last summer popped out with 10 im tryna touch 100 Had to tell bro get off the percs he'll put you under I just bust the AR why it sound like thunder I f*ck with baddies they got class I do not like runners Leave a opp up in the woods sick that I came hunter Im off a 8 of wock daily gettin good night slumber Tshh tshh bitch im high as hell Horchata backpack boyz smoke it by the bale The green things bummin in I get it by the mail I'm a pimp these bitches do what I say and I ain't gotta yell Put a lil bitch on the road and tell her ride with it D nigga plugged out in Charlotte like im Miles Bridges I'm at ocean prime with my bitch I brung a thou with me Baby chop in the back seat 100 rounds in it Snuck the glock in the performance bro a really let the crowd get it Bro just left the city with some beans and a hound ticket Make sure you dont walk in that room it got some pounds in it The only time the case really beat if aint no found witness
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Written by: TYRELL HUMPHREY
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