Walk Down lyrics

[Intro: Dody6 & Lefty Gunplay]
(FBEAT go crazy)
Uh-huh, ayy
This that Dody, X4, Gunplay sh*t (Grrah)
Uh
FBEAT go crazy
You can see this driver is driving very erratically
If you're just joining us and you didn't see a few minutes ago, he actually was going the opposite direction (FBEAT, you hard for this one)

[Verse: Dody6, X4 & Lefty Gunplay]
b*tch, kill it with the drama 'fore we touch your baby daddy
He thought that little b*tch was straight, had that b*tch leak her addy
Walk him down, chase him down, I see busters in the alley
He was tryna hide, through them cars, bounce out and we found him
I'll send Smokey and Deebo to find Stanley house?
I'll send my Tiny and my Infant, really slime you out
I'm like where a n*gga from? Don't give a f*ck, I'll max you out
Let the wrong n*gga fall up in here, we packin' him out
Let a n*gga do too much with them hands, then I'm stabbin' the n*gga
I heard you did bunk in that riot, start grabbin' on n*ggas
Hey, we heard you went PC 'cause you couldn't hang with the Locs
That n*gga is a b*tch, a joke
I done walked on level fours with real killers, real demons
I done bounced up out that car and walked up on him, he ain't even seen me
I got Nightmare with me right now and I feel like Cheezy (Oohwee)
I beat the pus*y up like Rihanna, my name Breezy (Who, me?)
Why I keep jumping out the car with the squeezy?
Every time I jump out and I shoot, you won't see me (Uh-oh)
Put a trophy by his name, I think he wanna be me
Why you come out with them tanks? You know they fake as f*ck
b*tch, I bought another Mercedes, man, I been saving up
That n*gga can't come back to the block, that n*gga bustered up
How the f*ck you say you gangland, but you ain't tough as us?
Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious (Straight up)
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, I'm tryna tag a n*gga toe
Who got left out "Bad and Boujee"? b*tch, I seen more than two hundred bands
Let's play ring around the rosie 'round they block, I got big chop
b*tch, stop, I been runnin' Latino hip-hop (Uh-oh)
I'm poppin' on TikTok, I ain't even got a TikTok (Ah-ah)
With my homies from 40s and this the Crip walk
I'm like oohwoo, Dody bounced up out the pen, he still trippin'
Told Lefty put the blower in my left hand so I can get him
I was like eleven when I first jumped off the porch and started Crippin'
I yell, "Oohwoo," when I bounce up out that car and handle business
Walk around the court like with the homie, we trippin'
We seen the enemy, lined him up, jumped him, then kicked him
LA court tanks, I get crack and I keep blick on me
n*gga think I'm a rapper, I'ma show him I got stick on me
Explosive ready to explode, ayy, Lefty got the Glock on him
Ayy, the studio get rollin', you see touch bands?
You see the n*gga with the stick? He got two glickies (FBEAT go crazy)
You see the Jeep outside? We tryna creep on a n*gga
Huh, we tryna creep on the n*gga
Huh, yeah, it's the walk-down gang, n*gga