Walk Slow Lyrics

Live and love

Sip my Thai iced tea, pinky up

Side view mirrors clean as fuck

Moving like my net worth pushing passed the sun

'Bout to hit the road

Corduroy coat

Big steps, big creps

Walk slow

Had to tell 'em walk slow

Mmm

Got to remember who I am

Last year I was sweeping fries into the trash

This year I've been on a grind trying to stack

I realized that paper always fall where it lands

Learned that walls come up fast

Got to look around before you hit your little dash

Got to build your credit 'fore you flex your little cash

I was nineteen with a 680 FICO in my hands

Could've copped a new whip, old Mercedes looking glam

Thinking 'bout the stunt

Thinking 'bout the Cam

'01 runner still alive and I need her

I'd hate to permanently park her like Peter

(Heh)

(Oh)

So where y'all headed to?

They tried to tell me I'd be lucky to be let in school

But now these college motherfuckers got a debt to shoot

Real stupid moves coming from the ones that said I'm through

Bitch, I'm digging where the diamonds at

Fuck money, fuck degrees

Where your timing at?

All the smartest dudes I know got it thumping

'Cause the real discussion that's at every table is

'Bout an hour glass

(Yea)

Live and love

Sip my Thai iced tea, pinky up

Side view mirrors clean as fuck

Moving like my net worth pushing passed the sun

'Bout to hit the road

Corduroy coat

Big steps, big creps

Walk slow

Had to tell 'em walk slow

Mellow on my tee

Pedal fourty-five degrees

Y'all be gassing out trying to push it down the street

Hitting every red light keeping up with me

That's the story of my life: think nice, fuck speed

Yea

I walk jangling my keys

Faded Levi jeans bitch

Patience is my steez

Working with the bears

Still hanging with the bees

Steady floating on my back

Mental on necessities

Could've caught a couple fades upstairs where I sleep

Damn

That shit lame as hell to me

Bounce to regroup, hit the town get the scoop

Make it back with a couple hundred packed for the trees

My Roth IRA getting fed

I stop once a day for my head

Rather live chilling every day 'fore I'm dead than be stressing every

God damned minute till the end

So what I tell 'em dawg?

Live and love

Sip my Thai iced tea, pinky up

Side view mirrors clean as fuck

Moving like my net worth pushing passed the sun

'Bout to hit the road

Corduroy coat

Big steps, big creps

Walk slow

Had to tell 'em walk slow dawg