Ru' Walk Lyrics

No we never shoot at the floor

No we never shoot at the floor

We never shoot at the floor

Niggas be talking but don't want to pop out

You know all of my shooters on go

Keep a lil' cutter to cut up the beef

No we never shoot at the floor

Slide out at twelve a.m. pull up no chasing

They looking like where did he go

If you know 'bout the Mob

Then you know ain't now faking it he in the river for sure

Now his homie want smoke

Bitch

I got the Glock in my hands bitch

And I pull it out when I dance bitch

Tossing bullets better check where they land

You would do better not watching my hands bitch

I got the Glock in my hands bitch

And I pull it out when I dance bitch

Tossing bullets better check where they land

You would do better not watching my hands bitch

Hold up

Opp niggas watching my moves

Find out that address

Pull up on that ass quick access me and my goons

You about to die about that shit you was talking about

Because that's how we move

Now is two in the morning we jocing

While bumping that Ocho while burying you

I got that bass that's gon' wake up the dead

Put duck-tape on the clip now it flip when I spray it

Sleep with a demon but watching for Satan

Put ex in my lean now I'm lit in the basement

You not on my level not close to adjacent

Bitch

And I can shoot while I'm racing

Bitch

You not on my level not adjacent

Bitch

And I can shoot while I'm racing

Bitch

Opps

If you with the opps you should lay down

Bending them corners each of us got thirty on us

And we about to spray rounds

Checking names of the list

I just gave my bro a four fifth

And he know who to take down

If he Lolly we send him to hell

And piss on his grave while he on the way down

Niggas be talking but don't want to pop out

You know all of my shooters on go

Keep a lil' cutter to cut up the beef

No we never shoot at the floor

Slide out at twelve a.m. pull up no chasing

They looking like where did he go

If you know 'bout the Mob

Then you know ain't now faking it he in the river for sure

Now his homie want smoke

Bitch

I got the Glock in my hands bitch

And I pull it out when I dance bitch

Tossing bullets better check where they land

You would do better not watching my hands bitch

I got the Glock in my hands bitch

And I pull it out when I dance bitch

Tossing bullets better check where they land

You would do better not watching my hands bitch

Glock forty-three in my pocket

Pocket monster and you know I will shoot it

Why everybody looking like pollution

All these opp niggas really wan' do it

Pull up on them seven-thirty

All the burners really dirty

You better go inside the Mob really purging

I'm trying to get me a stick

I'm trying to pull up to your block to hit me a lick

Why the opps all on my dick

All on my IG posts and my twitter and shit

He used to hop out a Fin

Now he be walking around with his hand on his dick

Bro will hop out and assist

Shot him two times in his legs now i bet i wont miss

Opps

If you with the opps you should lay down

Bending them corners each of us got thirty on us

And we about to spray rounds

Checking names of the list

I just gave my bro a four fifth

And he know who to take down

If he Lolly we send him to hell

And piss on his grave while he on the way down

Niggas be talking but don't want to pop out

You know all of my shooters on go

Keep a lil' cutter to cut up the beef

No we never shoot at the floor

Slide out at twelve a.m. pull up no chasing

They looking like where did he go

If you know 'bout the Mob

Then you know ain't now faking it he in the river for sure

Now his homie want smoke

Bitch

I got the Glock in my hands bitch

And I pull it out when I dance bitch

Tossing bullets better check where they land

You would do better not watching my hands bitch

I got the Glock in my hands bitch

And I pull it out when I dance bitch

Tossing bullets better check where they land

You would do better not watching my hands bitch