Walk On It lyrics

by

LPB Poody


[Intro]
(Leak that fire right there)
Give me a minute so I can talk my sh*t
Who do you know that'll rock like this?

[Chorus]
Give me a minute so I can talk my sh*t
Who do you know that'll rock like this? (Come on)
Ay, let the beat ride (Why you say that?)
'Cause I'ma finna walk this this b*tch (Nah)
I'm the hottest youngin, I ain't talking stunna
This is real rap, n*gga, I don't mumble (Nah)
You all wanna be and I ain't talking bumble (I swear)
We got hella bread and you can't get a crumble
I tot that ball, no fumbles (Yeah)
Deep in that field, n*gga, go ask my momma (Ay)
We got hella straps, Glock come by the bundle (Nah)
Don't f*ck with snakes, can't trust anacondas (Swear)
They speaking on me, I'm the trending topic
Number one and can't nobody top it (Nah)
I got them hating, tell them boys to stop it (Come on)
That smoke is up and we can't never drop it (Look)

[Verse]
Like how did he get all of them hoes? (Say what?)
Eighteen with a mouth full of golds (Yeah)
Fly as f*ck, from my head to my toes (Come on)
He be styling, who be buying his clothes? (Look)
He a rapper, what he want for a show?
What he do? I guess nobody knows (Yeah)
How the hell is his neck and wrist on froze? (Gloaw)
Cartier, man, I want one of those
n*ggas tried to copy, ballin' Dennis Rodman
Spending it all on shopping (Ay), only cause I got it (Look)
I be being humble, never really being c*cky (Yeah)
Kill him if I want too take off like a rocket (Yeah)
Plugged in and I ain't talking socket (Nah)
Beat the block up like a n*gga boxing (Swear)
Sew the streets up, take the keys and lock it (Come on)
Boy, this sh*t a movie just sit back and watch it (Look)
[Pre-Chorus]
I tot that ball, no fumbles (Yeah)
Deep in that field, n*gga, go ask my momma (Ay)
We got hella straps, Glock come by the bundle (Nah)
Don't f*ck with snakes, can't trust anacondas (Snakes)
They speaking on me, I'm the trending topic (Woah)
Number one and can't nobody top it (Oh)
I got them hating, tell them boys to stop it (Oh)
That smoke is up (Look) and we can't never drop it (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Give me a minute so I can talk my sh*t (Say what?)
Who do you know that'll rock like this?
Ay, let the beat ride (Why you say that?)
'Cause I'ma finna walk this this b*tch (Nah)
I'm the hottest youngin, I ain't talking stunna (Yeah)
This is real rap, n*gga, I don't mumble (Look)
You all wanna be and I ain't talking bumble (Beep)
We got hella bread and you can't get a crumble

[Outro]
(Give me a minute so I can talk my sh*t)
(Who do you know that'll rock like this?)
(Ay, let the beat ride, why you say that?)
('Cause I'ma finna walk this this b*tch)
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