Walk On A Beat! Lyrics

(Let's go)

(Aye let this shit ride twin)

Ok (Glahh)

Never gone switch up my dawgs imma pick up

They been through it with me I can't ever leave 'em (Yeah)

I'm smoking sativa don't fuck with the liters

I die by respect and that word to Aretha

Step on they neck let 'em know imma beat (Bow)

Throw dirt up on my name but I work at the cleaners (Sheesh)

Say how much you got I say by Felicia (Yup)

But you wasn't believing so nice to meet ya aye (Skurt)

Back on my bullshit smoovest to do this

Elevated now they listen like who this

Get in the booth didn't make an excuse

I can't be a nobody was so use to losing (On God)

I found me a lane see me now I be cruising (Skurt)

Fuck what he talking that niggah ain't me

He just talk on the street

I just walk on a beat

(He just talk on the street)

(I just walk on a beat)(Yup)

Yuh it's been a minute stuck in my ways ever since the beginning

What I got going is none of your business (On God)

Ain't going for nothing my skin is the toughest

I been through enough so right now I'm like fuck it

Was highly sedated

The road to the top wasn't easy

My haters they see me they wanna be me

I can't cap with the rap I don't fuck with a beanie won't ever fit me (Lil Niggah)

Like a bitch with some titties she gotta be pretty ya feel me

Uh set up the shop then I stack up some guap from the bottom to top

Told my shorty I come with some complications

And she with me right now cause she know I'm a make it

Them shots imma take with no hesitation

I'm so sick and tired of the shit they be saying it's crazy (Turn up)

You can call me Carti all my haters they mad

Get to the bag ain't talking the Glad

Yeah you speak on my past I'll get on yo ass

I can't see the madness I hate wearing glasses

She popping her pussy I'm popping the tags

The rags to riches I'm chef boyardee cause I live in the kitchen

And not to mention

I ain't signed to a label I'm still independent

Never gone switch up my dawgs imma pick up

They been through it with me I can't ever leave them

I'm smoking sativa don't fuck with the liters

I die by respect and that word to Aretha

Step on they neck let 'em know imma beat 'em

Throw dirt on my name but I work at the cleaners

Say how much you got I say bye Felicia

But you wasn't believing so nice to meet you aye

Back on my bullshit smoovest to do this

Elevated now they listen like who this

Get in the booth didn't make an excuse

I can't be a nobody was so use to losing

I found me a lane see me now I be cruising

Fuck what he talking that niggah ain't me

He just talk on the street I just walk on a beat

(He just talk on the street)

(I just walk on a beat)