Walk It Out Lyrics

Mmmm

Mmmmm

Casper in this bitch

Turn the fuck up, turn the fuck up

Tell brodie "roll this blunt"

Let me pop this pill

Feelin sick as fuck

Might be feelin ill

Im givin shoulder shrugs

I dont want no deal

Finna up this heat

Brodie told me "chill"

No, I cannot slow down, im on go now

Ima up this heat, I never put my gun down

And whats the reason for it? I feel like im Elmer its stuck to hand

The AR grew some titties and a dick, it done turned trans

Now im eatin ramen, when im rich it be steak and lamb

Never been a fan of them photos, I said "fuck the cams"

Fuck the media and I said "fuck them phones"

Baby, im a king, where's my throne?

Just tell me whatcha need i'll get it on the low

Take a bussdown, no we dont do the metros

350 Boost on my feet, but think I need the retros

My outfit white and its black, but my heart, its been chrome

No, im the highest and the quietest, in the room im unknown

They been on lyin shit, need Trident, proceed with caution cones

Not bein bias, yeah I like this, therapy my microphone

I hate change, but im switchin homes

Never partin ways on my doggy bone

Since I was young, had to be grown

Hear the bells ring like a yeat song

Think I need a Butler, bring the Heat on

And im way too slick, got grease on

Baby so damn perfect like Greek Goddess

My lil Aphrodite the hottest

I take one look into your eyes and I lost it

You see I pull up with some Drakes im not Joshin

You think we runnin track, the way we went hawked him

Hawk em down, hawk em down

Load it up and gun em down

Walk it out, I told him to walk it out

Walk it out, I told him to Walk, Walk, Walkk