Walk In
(One and only)
In that GTR, when I'm slidin'
I don't fuck with her, she just ridin'
I took molly, molly, molly, then took five Xans
I'm in Prada, Prada, Prada, I'm too locked in
I'm like god-damn, I'm like god-damn
I had some more friends, but I lost them
Scratch 'em off the list, had to cross them, ah
Keep a tool with me when I walk in (phew-phew-phew)
Ayy, don't fuck with these niggas, they be watchin'
That my twin, that my twizzy, we too locked in
Hit up Neiman's, spend a band when I walk in
You ain't know your hoe a bird, she be flockin'
Say you got them racks, boy, you need to stop it, uh
Got too many racks, can't even fit 'em in my pocket, uh
I'm a whole rockstar, hit that boy right with a rocket, uh
Not talkin' 'bout money, then you know I change the topic, uh
When I see you, it's somethin', uh
When I see you, it's somethin', ayy
When I see you, it's somethin', ayy
When I see you, it's somethin'
In that GTR, when I'm slidin'
I don't fuck with her, she just ridin'
I took molly, molly, molly, then took five Xans
I'm in Prada, Prada, Prada, I'm too locked in
I'm like god-damn, I'm like god-damn
I had some more friends, but I lost them
Scratch 'em off the list, had to cross them, ah
Keep a tool with me when I walk in (phew-phew-phew)
In that GTR, when I'm slidin'
I don't fuck with her, she just ridin'
I took molly, molly, molly, then took five Xans
I'm in Prada, Prada, Prada, I'm too locked in
I'm like god-damn, I'm like god-damn
I had some more friends, but I lost them
Scratch 'em off the list, had to cross them, ah
Keep a tool with me when I walk in (phew-phew-phew)
Ayy, don't fuck with these niggas, they be watchin'
That my twin, that my twizzy, we too locked in
Hit up Neiman's, spend a band when I walk in
You ain't know your hoe a bird, she be flockin'
Say you got them racks, boy, you need to stop it, uh
Got too many racks, can't even fit 'em in my pocket, uh
I'm a whole rockstar, hit that boy right with a rocket, uh
Not talkin' 'bout money, then you know I change the topic, uh
When I see you, it's somethin', uh
When I see you, it's somethin', ayy
When I see you, it's somethin', ayy
When I see you, it's somethin'
In that GTR, when I'm slidin'
I don't fuck with her, she just ridin'
I took molly, molly, molly, then took five Xans
I'm in Prada, Prada, Prada, I'm too locked in
I'm like god-damn, I'm like god-damn
I had some more friends, but I lost them
Scratch 'em off the list, had to cross them, ah
Keep a tool with me when I walk in (phew-phew-phew)
Credits
Writer(s): Nikita Koenig, Alexander Rembe, Elijah Policard
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