Walk Upz (Freestyle)
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Lyrics
You better walk what you talk, we do walk-ups That nigga gettin' too jumpy, get chalked up That hoe ain't nothing, she think she done bossed up (bitch) Ayy, I know some niggas who are rough You know some niggas who talk tough Throw dick in that bitch like a ball cup Yo' shawty swinging her neck like a golf club Pull up that .44 was under my pro club Long live my brothers we smokin' on your kush Chopper might buffer that bitch it is so buff Act like a fruit now your ass getting rolled up Ayy, I roll up on hot shit Huey and Riley grandad, I'm gon' pop shit If you on some opp shit Your body get dropped, make 'em jump out the cockpit, uh And we do not scrap shit, a nigga want static I'm grabbin' that Glock clip, um, I ain't even cappin' I know everything, but I don't tell the cops shit Walk into Neimans and cop shit Don't even shoplift, I tell my niggas I got it Bitch take a look at my watch wrist, I meant my wristwatch She shinin' to hard to watch it Uh, she shinin' too hard, it's Thomas Uh, she shinin' too hard, it smile Uh, I pop a bar now lil' mama I don't know yo' name, I need to be reminded Show me where your mind is She bein' dishonest, not my bitch, so I do not mind it The strap hit like a meteor or a comet You can come see about it or just keep it in the comments And we won't leave without it, we ain't missing no assignments Long nose on the barrel, hit a nigga in his sinus Shoot like Uganda, I feel like Umaga My pistol Samoan, as big as your fathers Scope on a sniper, I don't need binoculars Get hit from a far put my mask on like opera Send mamacita to shoot up your casa So your mama see ya, but don't know who got ya
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Song Details
- Duration
- 01:45
- Key
- 9
- Tempo
- 110 BPM