Walk up, walk down, fye shit
Walk up, walk down, fye shit
Finna get on yall ass
She some red bone some chocolate drops I love this lil' bitch skin tone
She just sent a voicemail, now she a ringtone She steady callin' on my phone, this hoe cannot leave me alone
Pourin' meds in styrofoam, backend smokin
On that strong
Send a pack, I get it gone, I used to trap up out the zone
Baby girl gon' get me dome, baby girl gon gimme knowledge
I've been a scholar, f*ck a college
Can't drive this car it got some mileage
Just because I got a nice face don't mean I'm not violent
I don't even got a watch face, but you know
I'm still stylin
You can ask my brudda about this music shit
I'm not lyin
Niggas got the lo and, you a do it, why
You not slidin?
She just asked me what we is, I told her that we just vibin
32 bars off the top, I don't do writing
Told this bitch I'm only chasin' guap, I don't do wifing
Off-white laces, walkin' with a knot, gotta tie my shoestring
We just ran out of woods, I tell lil bro, go get the looseleaf
Crush the pill, inside the cup, I'm sippin' on a groovy smoothie
This lil' bitch gon' shake her butt, I think she wanna do me, do me
Know, I turn the crowd up, now promoter, wanna book me
Tell the DJ, turn your tracks up, nigga, you a rookie
I done ran the backends up, I'm a hood bookie
Down bad on my dick, I never ask niggas for help
I only call my bruddas when I'm low, he shoot like Steph
I got three lil hoes like Charlie Angels, so I'm like, which one of the best
Call me Santa with these packs, I'm servin' on a broken leg
He was dissin onna net, bout five, five, sixes, open head
This lil' bitch a Barbie, but she slow, I think she might be sped
This lil' bitch too thick, and plus she got it onna head
Rastafari nigga, I smoke weed and plus I shake my dreads
Real money getter, gotta dodge the hate, keep myself fed
Feel like Drake, ain't got no new friends, niggas hoes and they be fed
Out all day, I'm makin' plays, and I done left my bitch on red
Redbone, some chocolate drops, I love this lil' bitch skin tone
She just sent a voicemail, now she a ringtone
She steady blowing on my phone, this hoe cannot leave me alone
Pourin' meds in styrofoam, Bckend smokin' on that strong
Send a pack, I get it gone, I used to trap up out the zone
Baby girl gon' give me dome, baby girl gon' give me knowledge
I've been a scholar, f*ck a college, can't drive this car, it got some mileage
Just because I got a nice face don't mean I'm not violent
Walk up, walk down, fye shit, ha, ha, ha
Walk up, walk down, fye shit, ha, ha, ha
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Walk up, walk down, fye shit
Walk up, walk down, fye shit
Finna get on yall ass
She some red bone some chocolate drops I love this lil' bitch skin tone
She just sent a voicemail, now she a ringtone She steady callin' on my phone, this hoe cannot leave me alone
Pourin' meds in styrofoam, backend smokin
On that strong
Send a pack, I get it gone, I used to trap up out the zone
Baby girl gon' get me dome, baby girl gon gimme knowledge
I've been a scholar, f*ck a college
Can't drive this car it got some mileage
Just because I got a nice face don't mean I'm not violent
I don't even got a watch face, but you know
I'm still stylin
You can ask my brudda about this music shit
I'm not lyin
Niggas got the lo and, you a do it, why
You not slidin?
She just asked me what we is, I told her that we just vibin
32 bars off the top, I don't do writing
Told this bitch I'm only chasin' guap, I don't do wifing
Off-white laces, walkin' with a knot, gotta tie my shoestring
We just ran out of woods, I tell lil bro, go get the looseleaf
Crush the pill, inside the cup, I'm sippin' on a groovy smoothie
This lil' bitch gon' shake her butt, I think she wanna do me, do me
Know, I turn the crowd up, now promoter, wanna book me
Tell the DJ, turn your tracks up, nigga, you a rookie
I done ran the backends up, I'm a hood bookie
Down bad on my dick, I never ask niggas for help
I only call my bruddas when I'm low, he shoot like Steph
I got three lil hoes like Charlie Angels, so I'm like, which one of the best
Call me Santa with these packs, I'm servin' on a broken leg
He was dissin onna net, bout five, five, sixes, open head
This lil' bitch a Barbie, but she slow, I think she might be sped
This lil' bitch too thick, and plus she got it onna head
Rastafari nigga, I smoke weed and plus I shake my dreads
Real money getter, gotta dodge the hate, keep myself fed
Feel like Drake, ain't got no new friends, niggas hoes and they be fed
Out all day, I'm makin' plays, and I done left my bitch on red
Redbone, some chocolate drops, I love this lil' bitch skin tone
She just sent a voicemail, now she a ringtone
She steady blowing on my phone, this hoe cannot leave me alone
Pourin' meds in styrofoam, Bckend smokin' on that strong
Send a pack, I get it gone, I used to trap up out the zone
Baby girl gon' give me dome, baby girl gon' give me knowledge
I've been a scholar, f*ck a college, can't drive this car, it got some mileage
Just because I got a nice face don't mean I'm not violent
Walk up, walk down, fye shit, ha, ha, ha
Walk up, walk down, fye shit, ha, ha, ha
Walk up, walk down, fye shit
Finna get on yall ass
She some red bone some chocolate drops I love this lil' bitch skin tone
She just sent a voicemail, now she a ringtone She steady callin' on my phone, this hoe cannot leave me alone
Pourin' meds in styrofoam, backend smokin
On that strong
Send a pack, I get it gone, I used to trap up out the zone
Baby girl gon' get me dome, baby girl gon gimme knowledge
I've been a scholar, f*ck a college
Can't drive this car it got some mileage
Just because I got a nice face don't mean I'm not violent
I don't even got a watch face, but you know
I'm still stylin
You can ask my brudda about this music shit
I'm not lyin
Niggas got the lo and, you a do it, why
You not slidin?
She just asked me what we is, I told her that we just vibin
32 bars off the top, I don't do writing
Told this bitch I'm only chasin' guap, I don't do wifing
Off-white laces, walkin' with a knot, gotta tie my shoestring
We just ran out of woods, I tell lil bro, go get the looseleaf
Crush the pill, inside the cup, I'm sippin' on a groovy smoothie
This lil' bitch gon' shake her butt, I think she wanna do me, do me
Know, I turn the crowd up, now promoter, wanna book me
Tell the DJ, turn your tracks up, nigga, you a rookie
I done ran the backends up, I'm a hood bookie
Down bad on my dick, I never ask niggas for help
I only call my bruddas when I'm low, he shoot like Steph
I got three lil hoes like Charlie Angels, so I'm like, which one of the best
Call me Santa with these packs, I'm servin' on a broken leg
He was dissin onna net, bout five, five, sixes, open head
This lil' bitch a Barbie, but she slow, I think she might be sped
This lil' bitch too thick, and plus she got it onna head
Rastafari nigga, I smoke weed and plus I shake my dreads
Real money getter, gotta dodge the hate, keep myself fed
Feel like Drake, ain't got no new friends, niggas hoes and they be fed
Out all day, I'm makin' plays, and I done left my bitch on red
Redbone, some chocolate drops, I love this lil' bitch skin tone
She just sent a voicemail, now she a ringtone
She steady blowing on my phone, this hoe cannot leave me alone
Pourin' meds in styrofoam, Bckend smokin' on that strong
Send a pack, I get it gone, I used to trap up out the zone
Baby girl gon' give me dome, baby girl gon' give me knowledge
I've been a scholar, f*ck a college, can't drive this car, it got some mileage
Just because I got a nice face don't mean I'm not violent
Walk up, walk down, fye shit, ha, ha, ha
Walk up, walk down, fye shit, ha, ha, ha
Writer: Keiondre Strong
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