Walking Dead
You talk too much bitch I don't care
I'm deaf bitch I cannot hear
I pop out anywhere
1Up niggas everywhere
Only in god do I fear
If you bleed I'm not scared
If that's ya hoe
Why the fuck she bring that
Pussy over here
I heard people at my head
I guess niggas want me dead
Worried bout what I be doing
That why you ain't got no bread
I'm cut different check the thread
Don't want to box I knuckle heads
Keep that beem it's cheery red
Leave you looking like walking dead
Get out the way bitch move
This shit big and it's fast
I guarantee you gone crash
If you can't drive move ya ass
Cause I ain't letting up
Petal to metal
Keep my foot up on the gas
Keep a helicopter spot ya
Bouta blow ya ass to the back
Stretched
Cause that shit come with tax
Some shit you ain't getting back
Like what's the X on the map
That that GPS to them rack
Every shot niggas took
Just know that they caught them
Or they coming back
This ain't my first rodeo
Nigga I'm romeo
And my gun my juliet
Ever day I'm on the clock
Every night I'm on the clock
The money don't stop
Now my bitch trynna fuck
I ain't even trynna fuck no more
But we still wet up the spot
Stripper bitch she a thot
Bands make her dance
We do it lot
Nigga talking like an opp
Dip of get the strap
Now you getting shot
Yall niggas losing
All this money that I'm getting
You know that I'm just getting to it
Yall niggas kappin'
Talking bout you pistol packing
Nigga you know you don't do it
No I'm not cupid
I don't even want ya bitch
Nigga you think that I'm stupid
That bitch a hoe
Yea I need one with goals
But she on my dick it's confusing
You talk too much bitch I don't care
I'm deaf bitch I cannot hear
I pop out anywhere
1Up niggas everywhere
Only in god do I fear
If you bleed I'm not scared
If that's ya hoe
Why the fuck she bring that
Pussy over here
I heard people at my head
I guess niggas want me dead
Worried bout what i be doing
That why you ain't got no bread
I'm cut different check the thread
Don't want to box i knuckle heads
Keep that beem it's cheery red
Leave you looking like walking dead
1UpCamp Brought the squad with us
You don't really wanna spar with us
Fuck around take ya skull with us
Niggas fucking with some hard hitters
Put ya ass up in the car with us
All these niggas running small with luck
Pedal to the metal, hitting the clutch
I'm chilling I don't give a fuck
Magician, in my eyes
Pop up poof surprise
Like hands up high five
Or pop up bldld you die
Use a new pole then get a new pole
My nigga can't let it get old
Great white shark with a coat
2 38's beam and scope boom boom
I had one plug then it expanded
Money, what I commanded
Taking flight i'm never landing
High AF on different planets
Leaning, gotta kickstand it
Hating niggas I can't stand it
Like Houdini make him vanish
Fuck around and leave him stranded
Yall niggas losing
All this money that I'm getting
You know that I'm just getting to it
Yall niggas kappin'
Talking bout you pistol packing
Nigga you know you don't do it
No I'm not cupid
I don't even want ya bitch
Nigga you think that I'm stupid
That bitch a hoe
Yea I need one with goals
But she on my dick it's confusing
You talk too much bitch I don't care
I'm deaf bitch I cannot hear
I pop out anywhere
1Up niggas everywhere
Only in god do I fear
If you bleed I'm not scared
If that's ya hoe
Why the fuck she bring that
Pussy over here
I heard people at my head
I guess niggas want me dead
Worried bout what i be doing
That why you ain't got no bread
I'm cut different check the thread
Don't want to box i knuckle heads
Keep that beem it's cheery red
Leave you looking like walking dead
I'm deaf bitch I cannot hear
I pop out anywhere
1Up niggas everywhere
Only in god do I fear
If you bleed I'm not scared
If that's ya hoe
Why the fuck she bring that
Pussy over here
I heard people at my head
I guess niggas want me dead
Worried bout what I be doing
That why you ain't got no bread
I'm cut different check the thread
Don't want to box I knuckle heads
Keep that beem it's cheery red
Leave you looking like walking dead
Get out the way bitch move
This shit big and it's fast
I guarantee you gone crash
If you can't drive move ya ass
Cause I ain't letting up
Petal to metal
Keep my foot up on the gas
Keep a helicopter spot ya
Bouta blow ya ass to the back
Stretched
Cause that shit come with tax
Some shit you ain't getting back
Like what's the X on the map
That that GPS to them rack
Every shot niggas took
Just know that they caught them
Or they coming back
This ain't my first rodeo
Nigga I'm romeo
And my gun my juliet
Ever day I'm on the clock
Every night I'm on the clock
The money don't stop
Now my bitch trynna fuck
I ain't even trynna fuck no more
But we still wet up the spot
Stripper bitch she a thot
Bands make her dance
We do it lot
Nigga talking like an opp
Dip of get the strap
Now you getting shot
Yall niggas losing
All this money that I'm getting
You know that I'm just getting to it
Yall niggas kappin'
Talking bout you pistol packing
Nigga you know you don't do it
No I'm not cupid
I don't even want ya bitch
Nigga you think that I'm stupid
That bitch a hoe
Yea I need one with goals
But she on my dick it's confusing
You talk too much bitch I don't care
I'm deaf bitch I cannot hear
I pop out anywhere
1Up niggas everywhere
Only in god do I fear
If you bleed I'm not scared
If that's ya hoe
Why the fuck she bring that
Pussy over here
I heard people at my head
I guess niggas want me dead
Worried bout what i be doing
That why you ain't got no bread
I'm cut different check the thread
Don't want to box i knuckle heads
Keep that beem it's cheery red
Leave you looking like walking dead
1UpCamp Brought the squad with us
You don't really wanna spar with us
Fuck around take ya skull with us
Niggas fucking with some hard hitters
Put ya ass up in the car with us
All these niggas running small with luck
Pedal to the metal, hitting the clutch
I'm chilling I don't give a fuck
Magician, in my eyes
Pop up poof surprise
Like hands up high five
Or pop up bldld you die
Use a new pole then get a new pole
My nigga can't let it get old
Great white shark with a coat
2 38's beam and scope boom boom
I had one plug then it expanded
Money, what I commanded
Taking flight i'm never landing
High AF on different planets
Leaning, gotta kickstand it
Hating niggas I can't stand it
Like Houdini make him vanish
Fuck around and leave him stranded
Yall niggas losing
All this money that I'm getting
You know that I'm just getting to it
Yall niggas kappin'
Talking bout you pistol packing
Nigga you know you don't do it
No I'm not cupid
I don't even want ya bitch
Nigga you think that I'm stupid
That bitch a hoe
Yea I need one with goals
But she on my dick it's confusing
You talk too much bitch I don't care
I'm deaf bitch I cannot hear
I pop out anywhere
1Up niggas everywhere
Only in god do I fear
If you bleed I'm not scared
If that's ya hoe
Why the fuck she bring that
Pussy over here
I heard people at my head
I guess niggas want me dead
Worried bout what i be doing
That why you ain't got no bread
I'm cut different check the thread
Don't want to box i knuckle heads
Keep that beem it's cheery red
Leave you looking like walking dead
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Writer(s): Hakiem Horton
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