WALKIN Lyrics

Fuck it up, Charles

Lil Cal on the beat

Go (go)

Go (go)

Yeah (yeah)

Hmm, walk in that bitch, everybody insane

Everybody tryna get in my lane

Why the fuck you tryna get in my place?

Music industry start to the sound the same

Went to Chinatown to cop me Supreme

And I'm in the studio with my BAPE

Hmm, walk in that bitch, everybody insane

Everybody tryna get in my lane

Why the fuck you tryna get in my place?

Everybody similar nowadays, music industry start to the sound the same

Went to Chinatown to cop some Supreme

And I'm in the studio with my BAPE

Hmm, walk in that bitch, everybody insane

Everybody tryna get in my lane

Why the fuck you tryna get in my place?

Everybody similar nowadays, music industry start to the sound the same

Went to Chinatown to cop me Supreme

And I'm in the studio with my BAPE

Niggas be talking like they really honest about all the shit that they say

Niggas be talking like they really genius, but trust me they don't got the brains

I'm on the road, in the game

She on the low, for a bae

I can't trust a ho, like to play

Soon I'm selling shows, everyday

All this fake love in the air

I promise you niggas don't care

They only see you as a trash ass rapper, in the industry you prepare

Prepare for the worst and prepare for the best

Two twin bitches like it's Johnny Test

Walk down drippy, wear my father's vest

Put that shit on, I'm the best dressed, now I have to flex

Hmm, walk in that bitch, everybody insane

Everybody tryna get in my lane

Why the fuck you tryna get in my place?

Everybody similar nowadays, music industry start to the sound the same

Went to Chinatown to cop some Supreme

And I'm in the studio with my BAPE

(Fuck it up, Charles)

Hmm, walk in that bitch, everybody insane

Everybody tryna get in my lane (Lil Cal on the beat)

Why the fuck you tryna get in my place?

Everybody similar nowadays, music industry start to the sound the same

Went to Chinatown to cop me Supreme

And I'm in the studio with my BAPE