Walk

I don't know about you niggas, all my niggas bout that action

I don't know about you niggas, all my niggas bout that action

Pistol packin', what's the issue? None, my niggas do no lackin

Run up on me like a fan, I bet a Glock gon' get the clappin

Bitch, I'm spinnin' like a fan, that pussy nigga thought he had me

Give no fuck bout a groupie ho, can't get no money, so don't ask me

Gettin' cheese, bitch, I'm gettin' clean, I'm fresh like Listerine

I got the weed, and I'm servin' everybody, I love the fiends

Man, I'm gettin' all this money racks, be bustin' out my jeans

I can't trust no fuckin' body, can't be tellin' em what I seen