WXLK ft. Walnutgod Lyrics

Ayy, yeah

Bitch

Ayy, I got a lot of sons

Know that nigga pussy, he don't wanna run the ones

Roll my chopper up, boy we boutta have some fun

Ayy, kick my feet back with your bitch when I'm done

Bitch they finna copy how I walk, nigga

Copy how I talk, nigga

Bitch, you from the Burbs, you ain't never seen a Glock, nigga

Come through with that Rod, nigga

Send that boy to God, nigga

If I drop a verse, he gon' stare and he in awe, nigga

Fuckin' with gang, nigga, done got a death wish

Infinite clip, mean the shooting him relentless

I told the judge that the gun got a stutter

So why fuck he tryna give me a sentence?

Gang' finna turn to a beast, call me Benton

He play the hero, his story im ending

Shorty gon swallow my dick

With a gun on my hip, move wrong

And I'm runnin' off seven

letting' off seven, fn getting revenue

Steppin with big extensions leave no residue

Testing he sent to heaven now he eneru

Messin' with niggas, lessen what he better do

Boy better leave

I'm never trippin', but walk with a lean

Hit my line, get left on seen

Sent your tracks, I caught some z's, bitch

Ayy, I got a lot of sons

Know that nigga pussy, he don't wanna run the ones

Roll my chopper up, boy we boutta have some fun

Ayy, kick my feet back with your bitch when I'm done

Bitch they finna copy how I walk, nigga

Copy how I talk, nigga

Bitch, you from the Burbs, you ain't never seen a Glock, nigga

Come through with that Rod, nigga

Send that boy to God, nigga

If I drop a verse, he gon' stare and he in awe, nigga