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2 active - walkdown will lyrics

[intro]
uh, yeah
b*tch
uh, yeah
everybody ducked off now huh?
i see what the f*ck goin’ on
ayo [?], you f*ckin’ with that banddup sh*t?
uh, and i’m thuggin’ for real b*tch!

[verse]
sh*t got too active and n*ggas started hidin’
still lurk in them trenches they know we goin’ find them
charles making ’em crash better not get behind him
if my slatt got a problem you know i’m goin’ slime ’em
and the b*tches on d*ck but you know i don’t mind ’em
if a n*gga start reachin’ you know i’ma foul ’em
i’ma stand on the block with this glock i ain’t hidin’
and b*tch i’m not here meet me there on that island
if we all hit a l!ck break down with my men
walkdown walkdown don’t spin no bin
me and bro left the opps in an all black tint
and he know how to run he flippеd over a fence
hе beefin’ and lackin’ that don’t make sense
glock holdin’ a curry not carson wentz
got the glock with the switch and i slapped in the 30 and go
beast mode like marshawn lynch
and they don’t try my hand cause i’m not no b*tch
first n*gga try my hand first n*gga get hit
b*tch came to the hood for walkdown and got hit
and i stay on my sh*t i can’t die ’bout no b*tch
n*ggas dissin’ me that sh*t be tippin’ and sh*t
he in traffic send shots drac’ flippin’ that whip
and before it was rap i was spinnin’ and sh*t
put the fifth in his face make ’em give up the sh*t
now b*tches on d*cks, and n*ggas keep tryin’ take fl!cks
i guess i’m the talk of the city
and i got the glock in the dip and the drac’ on the seat when i’m out just in case it get busy
when you see me out, b*tch i ain’t lackin’
it’s at least ’bout four glocks with me and two got legs, and one got a beam and the other big glock got a whole big fifty
big arp with the beam and titties and it’s us verses them we goin’ clean the city
and i gotta move smart cause the demons in me and if i got a show whole team come with me
and if you get your chance n*gga you better get me
and if i get my chance i’ma up with this glizzy
and the switch on my glock say “fully and semi”
lil’ drac’ hit his chest and he singin’ like whitney
green beam on the glock everybody get tagged
n*ggas purp in the party whole party get bagged
make one false move then the n*gga get smashed
still f*ckin’ opp thots and my opps still mad
i was workin’ now i put the heart into rap, yeah
n*gga talk tough and get whacked, yeah
i fell in love with the guns and trap
and if i ain’t hit ’em we doublin’ back
n*ggas loose in the streets getting laid by a b*tch
i don’t know why my opps keep on sendin’ and fishin’
i just rap the booth i’m not sendin’ no diss
if they feelin’ some way then they really a b*tch
boss stay with that xd smith with a gl!ck
i don’t care what you do but b*tch you bet’ not snitch
i don’t care who your crew is they all can get hit
i just peeped that’s his b*tch and she like to eat d*ck

- walkdown will lyrics

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