Walking Dead

Nigga what you tryna do
Im the youngest out the click but i can still just bust a move
World trip to Minnesota and my heart can still be cold
Nigga know that im on fire hotter than yo momma stove
Tell that nigga get back before i have to blow my pole
Slimy yeah he gotta go I'ma wipe that nigga nose
Yeah he in trouble he don't even want no smoke
Yeah he in trouble tell that nigga get his pole

Nigga im lil que and im straight up out that back
If a nigga run up on me tell that nigga get his strap yea
You don't know where im at riding in a scat yeah
Man i get my pole on his fitted like a hat (a hat)
Hit him in his spleen
Trick or treat bo Halloween
She told me that she like my beam
So i hit her in her dreams
And these niggas best believe that im the realest tho
If you don't even like me fuck that nigga and his hoe
On ray he gotta go
Hit him in his back with a scope oh
What he said and that nigga stutter that's a no oh
Fry em up just like some Popeye's
One bullet and its two guys
Ate his hits just like some five guys
Niggas coming well he lied

Nigga what you tryna do
Im the youngest out the click but i can still just bust a move
World trip to Minnesota and my heart can still be cold
Nigga know that im on fire hotter than yo momma stove
Tell that nigga get back before i have to blow my pole
Slimy yeah he gotta go I'ma wipe that nigga nose
Yeah he in trouble he don't even want no smoke
Yeah he in trouble tell that nigga get his pole

Run that back aye one more time
Get his butch ass up in line
Opp pack Calvary Kylan
Aye tell that nigga stop that crying
Hit his brain then i bust his fitted knock him out of loose
C.H.S im out that gang and niggas know just what we (C.H.S)
Aye tell them niggas leave me lone
Hit his fitted in his dome
Yea yea
To many nights when i was home all alone
Leave his fitted we leaving him straight
If an opp pass put him in check
Do my cross over move shoot it wet just like im greg
Aye put a bag on top his head
Herd these pissy niggas feds
Herd that lil nigga is scared
And R.I.P and that's yo bed (that's yo bed)
(Rip and that's yo bed and we put niggas yo rest c.h.s im out that gang yea, yea)

Nigga what you tryna do
Im the youngest out the click but i can still just bust a move
World trip to Minnesota and my heart can still be cold
Nigga know that im on fire hotter than yo momma stove
Tell that nigga get back before i have to blow my pole
Slimy yeah he gotta go I'ma wipe that nigga nose
Yeah he in trouble he don't even want no smoke
Yeah he in trouble tell that nigga get his pole



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Writer(s): Quinton Jones
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