Walk ft. Goonrick23 Lyrics

CDG hop out with that thunder, we leaving a mess

Nigga keep dissin' go look at your chest

How lil Ricky cap, really chased you with blatt

Stop cappin' in rhymes like you really that

I open them doors trynna knock off a hat

I run out that whip, he turn on the jets

He running for cover all you heard was that phlatt

Really chase shit down, nigga look at our stats

We see us a opp C parkin' that whip,

Get to bumpin' that P, I'm droppin' a vic

Hopped out two dogs, I'm jackin' your whip

I keep me a pole, I stay with my stick

We bendin' that corner, hop out, bout to take us a walk

Got hit in his hip, he draggin' his leg, he can't even walk

Got hit in his face, shit fucked up his dental we can't even talk

That young nigga hot, he told what he saw

He tripped, he fell, he tore up his jaw

Got faith in my driver, he bustin' the law

Uh, nah I ain't from Texas, but I'll turn you to toast

Hop out that whip, make them niggas get ghost

Drop shit on the opps, you know I'm the host

Said I'm Goonrick, CDG, she gave me the throat

Fill that body with them shells, we gon' watch that boy croak

It's pussy not motion, not savin', no hoe

She gon' fuck for the liquor, you know she gon' go

Got that Fentanyl 30, sell that shit for the low

You ain't really ain't steppin' if you don't hop out on feet

Hop out, drop shit, we makin' em' flee

Shh got hit with that Drac and that P, gotta put on a tee

Uh, headshot dead, gotta hit him in his biscuit

We the real steppers, we the ones spinnin'

60 round drum and that P for them niggas, that sendin' them disses

Meanwhile, Maree suited up, bout to go on a mission

Drop shit on they block, them niggas be hiding, don't pull up in they trenches

762 hit his ass, made him tumble, left more than some stitches

CDG hop out with that thunder, we leaving a mess

Nigga keep dissin' go look at your chest

How lil Ricky cap, really chased you with blatt

Stop cappin' in rhymes like you really that

I open them doors trynna knock off a hat

I run out that whip, he turn on the jets

He running for cover all you heard was that phlatt

Really chase shit down, nigga look at our stats

We see us a opp C parkin' that whip,

Get to bumpin' that P, I'm droppin' a vic

Hopped out two dogs, I'm jackin' your whip

I keep me a pole, I stay with my stick

We bendin' that corner, hop out, bout to take us a walk

Got hit in his hip, he draggin' his leg, he can't even walk

Got hit in his face, shit fucked up his dental we can't even talk

How the fuck is you livin', you sending them disses, ain't shootin' your gun

Hop out with that fully, made a young nigga run

I'm comin' in with V's, he chasin' with punks

CDG chase you down, we chasin' for fun

We chasin' for Rackz, trynna take out a lung

He kept dissin' me, got hit with my gun

We smokin' on opps, highed up in the stu

I'm thuggin' with Kells, highed up in the booth

Fish they block for three hours, trynna catch us a coupe

We baggin', his ass fell right in the loop

It's me and C-Dog, we chasin' a group

We get out on feet, don't hang out the roof

I fuck her and duck her and give her the boot

CDG be the one, we never the two

Damn, I really chased them niggas

Really droppin' that shit out the P, Had em' runnin' like bitches

I'm pacin' my shots, ain't fuckin' with switches

We baked him a cake, cause he chasin' em' bitches

We chase him with Drac', he tryin' to escape

They closin' the casket, we leavin' no face

Only thing I'm duckin', I'm duckin' a case