Walk It Out Video (MV)

Woah
(Ayy, yo, Shodbeats)
Woah
Up with that fire, make 'em walk it out
(DrumLvrd)
.30 on me so it's nothin' we can talk about

Uh, woah
Up with that fire, make 'em walk it out
.30 on me, so you know that it's nothin' we can talk about
Make me pull up to your whereabouts
Uh, woah
Up with that fire, make 'em walk it out
I hid the sack at my mama house
'Member them days I was broke had to sleep on my mama couch
Uh (uh), woah (woah)
As soon as we go skrrt, that's for knowin' mine
I tell 'em, "Stick 'em," spin, guarantee that it's goin' down
Talkin' 'bout make me pull up to your whereabouts
Uh (uh), woah (woah)
Up with that fire, make 'em walk it out
.30 on me, so you know that it's nothin' we can talk about
Make me pull up to your whereabouts (uh)

Yeah, walk a nigga down, I ain't doin' no talkin'
Big Draco put a nigga in a coffin
Splash, this water on me wet like a dolphin
Nasty, lil' bitch eat it off the body
Beat the pussy up off the Roxies like I'm Rocky
Brought a middleman since he lyin' 'bout exotic
Stolen Hellcat, nigga, f*ck a Bugatti
Double-R the gang, really rich like Roddy
Big bankrolls got a nigga cocky
New traphouse full of 'bows of exotic
New coupe got a nigga floatin', magic carpet
Young rich nigga, yeah, I'm a big shit popper
Reachin' for the chain, damn right I'ma pop ya
.762 bullets hot like lava
Double-R the gang, yeah, I'm the godfather

Uh, woah
Up with that fire, make 'em walk it out
.30 on me, so you know that it's nothin' we can talk about
Make me pull up to your whereabouts
Uh, woah
Up with that fire, make 'em walk it out
I hid the sack at my mama house
'Member them days I was broke had to sleep on my mama couch
Uh (uh), woah (woah)
As soon as we go skrrt, that's for knowin' mine
I tell 'em, "Stick 'em," spin, guarantee that it's goin' down
Talkin' 'bout make me pull up to your whereabouts
Uh (uh), woah (woah)
Up with that fire, make 'em walk it out
.30 on me, so you know that it's nothin' we can talk about
Make me pull up to your whereabouts (uh)

Frozone
Real trap nigga, I ain't doin' no fraud
Racks in my pocket like a nigga on hard
F*ck a bank account, I ain't swipin' no card
Money on your head, better get up outta dodge
Stolen Hellcat, switch the VIN up in the yard
Nigga actin' gangsta, been pulled your ho card
Walk a nigga down leave his brains in the yard
Rap cappin'-ass nigga, I ain't doin' no flodgin'
Pack too strong smell like bodies in the closet
Tryna make your whole crew dance, Jabberwockies
Still gettin' high of them 10s and the Wocky
5K fit, still won't re-rock it
Wanna join the gang, boy, you gotta catch a body
On God
Rap cappin'-ass nigga
Bitch-ass

Uh, woah
Up with that fire, make 'em walk it out
.30 on me, so you know that it's nothin' we can talk about
Make me pull up to your whereabouts
Uh, woah
Up with that fire, make 'em walk it out
I hid the sack at my mama house
'Member them days I was broke had to sleep on my mama couch
Uh (uh), woah (woah)
As soon as we go skrrt, that's for knowin' mine
I tell 'em, "Stick 'em," spin, guarantee that it's goin' down
Talkin' 'bout make me pull up to your whereabouts
Uh (uh), woah (woah)
Up with that fire, make 'em walk it out
.30 on me, so you know that it's nothin' we can talk about
Make me pull up to your whereabouts (uh)