Dawson Lambert - Walk Straight Lyrics

Makaveli make it right
Phillipe Patek on my right wrist
Waist cinched tight
Spit on a mic, spit what I write
I liked my Thai iced
I like my curry riced
I like my girls iced
I don't like to play nice
Walked for Ford, cause they can't afford me
Walk in Jordans, they be dead avoiding me
Walked IMG, straight up eyeing me
They pressed I'm bored, oh the irony
Walked a Fendi show in my pointed Fendi shoes
They gon hate on me and my yellow converse too
Next think you know, they gon go and cop the gold
I ain't talking Gabbie I mean yellow vans hoe
23 waist, 32 inseam, skinny and modeling bodying them
Copped that A Wang on my A game, bespoke measurements
Highest paid rapper living in Los Angeles
Cooking up the vibe, got that Lambert ambience
What I gotta do for some attention round here
I can definitely tell you ain't from round here
You ain't get the note, the memo, oh you didn't hear
I just came, ain't gonna leave, I'm staying right here
Catwalk modeling, walking straight
Catalan models, ace of spades
Ecce Homo Gentleman
Get on your feet I'm walking in
Catwalk modeling, walking straight
Catalan models, ace of spades
Ecce Homo Gentleman
Get on your feet I'm walking in
Working on my A, never need a plan B
Always flying business B, never leisurely
Going A to B is all I need to see
Long as I get my G's I don't ever work for free
It's just the way I walk into the room
Confidence on 10 personality go boom
I don't even speak I ain't never in the mood
Resting bitch face got these bitches in a tomb
They be saying I'm on some scurry shit
I'm always on my green like some curry shit
Don't be shooting shots stephen curry shit
Gold Rushing I ain't never in a hurry bitch