Plug Walk Freestyle

Aye
Plug walk

Walk up in the club with some fking bands on me
Walk up in the club got the fking mans on me
Might pull with the gun my nas'll blam huh
Might pull up with the gun my nas'll bam huh

Chop em cause the chopper in the backseat
Bch I'm balling bch I'm balling like an athlete
New money always find a way to catch me
Gun violence you can hear it on the backstreet

Gun violence you can hear it on the backstreet
Bch I ball bch I ball like an athlete
New money always find a way to catch me

Aye yea walk when I drip
Looking like a million dollar house on my wrist
All these niggas hating but these niggas can't catch me
These niggas can't finesse me

I got st loud as speakers
Nas know that I be blowing on that reefa
And I sell that work and I move that purp
Sipping on lean double cup what I work

Yea yea aye
Hoes wanna jock me
Aye and these nas they be watching me yea
And my wrist cost a thousand
Ring on my pinky look like its an island

Young na fly ion even need a pilot
Pimpin' ain't st ain't tricking if you got it
Wallet, hunnid racks stuffed in my pocket
Young na 'bout to take off like a rocket

I'm 'bout to take off like a rocket
If he talking I swear Ima pop him
I come thru with the motha fking top shottas
Young nigga looking like a big baller

Bch I ball like Lavar
Young na fking going hard
'Bout to whip off
In foreign car with a motha fking broad
Yea a foreign broad

Ion give a fk what you saying
I keep slaying
All these hoes be complaining
Well stop complaining

Ima make it
I told my mama ima make it
And the truth you had to take it
You had to take it

I got the plug walk
Got a plug walk
Ion give a fk long as I let the gun talk
Let the motha fking gun talk

All these nas playing
But they know I rep the third ward
Know I rep the third ward
If a na talking I swear this gon be the third war

It's gon be the third war
Pull the plug let the plug walk

Gimme the loot when I running on these nas
They wanna hate 'cause they not 'bout pulling triggers
They ain't 'bout what they talk about or what they rapping about
So what the fk is you talking 'bout

Young na got the st on his wrist
Yea I had to boss up and get my own bch
Got my own shoes tie my own fking laces
If you took my shoes and walked a mile you couldn't pace it

Yea running my own lil race
All these nas hate and they smile up in my face
Yea yea 'bout to get a grill on these nas
Ima chill on these nas, cop a deal for these nas yea yea

Plug walk
Plug walk
Ion give a fk long as I let the gun talk
Let the motha fking gun talk

If I see that na I swear it's gon be a world war
A motha fking world war

Fk the blank man
Fk what you stand for
What the fk you stand for
Ion give fk let the plug walk

Pull the plug let the plug walk
Pull the plug let the plug walk
Pull the plug let the plug walk
Pull the plug let the plug walk



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Writer(s): I$$h
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