Splurge & Walk lyrics

[Intro: Test]
(That's Casey)
Don't gotta run, I walk
Hahaha
b*tch, don't gotta run, I walk
You heard me (Go)
Everything doubled up right now, you heard me
Swoop, woo
Woo, woo, woo

[Chorus: Test]
Jump out that foreign and walk
Don't run to the money, I walk (Let's walk)
Jump off the jet, then I walk (Let's walk)
Count up that guala then walk (Come on)
f*ck what you heard, I get the urge (Ayy)
I might just splurge and walk (Let's do that)
Jump out your b*tch, and I walk (I do that)
Jump off the stage, and I walk (They knew that)

[Verse 1: Test]
f*ck do you mean? I jump out the court
I pay the lawyer and walk (Let's go)
If I'm on the team, you pass me the ball
They callin' a foul 'cause I walk (I promise)
Whole lot of hoes comin' out of my place
No doubt, yеah, I'm 'bout to get caught (Yeah, me)
Codеine make a n*gga slow walk (Slow walk)
Redbone, now the b*tch gettin' bought (Come here)
I ain't even never gotta run through the money
Got so much, I can walk (I can walk on it)
n*ggas walkin' 'round like they ain't worried 'bout a murder (Ayy)
'Til they lor ass get chalked ('Til they dead though)
Shawty wanna walk with a rockstar, don't she? (Hah)
And I got dope in my sock (My sock)
And I got a Glock in my pocket (In my pocket)
I get to walkin' on spot (Like brr)
[Chorus: Test]
Jump out that foreign and walk (Let's go)
Don't run to the money, I walk (I walk)
Jump off the jet, then I walk (Let's go)
Count up that guala then walk (They do that)
f*ck what you heard, I get the urge (Ayy)
I might just splurge and walk (He do that)
Jump out your b*tch, and I walk (They do that)
Jump off the stage, and I walk (Jump off the stage)

[Verse 2: Lil Double 0]
My lil' n*gga pop out with a ski mask
He really be mad, every day don't even talk
n*ggas play with me, we walk down
Pull up with choppers and bullets and knock n*ggas off
Playin' with a stack and get a n*gga whacked
My lil' n*gga pull up and knock n*ggas off
n*gga talkin' 'bout they outside, but whole time they hidin'
'Cause they know that we gettin' sh*t off
Balenci', Dior, n*gga know what it cost
In the store every day, put it on, get it off
I can't believe that n*gga died with his glizzy
He paid for a gun and still ain't get off
I'm still in the field, throwin' bullets, Tom Brady
These bullets amazing, I'm knockin' sh*t off
(I'm still in the field, throwin' bullets, Tom Brady)
(These bullets amazing, I'm knockin' sh*t off)
[Chorus: Test]
Jump out that foreign and walk
Don't run to the money, I walk (I walk)
Jump off the jet, then I walk (Let's go)
Count up that guala then walk (They do that)
f*ck what you heard, I get the urge (Ayy)
I might just splurge and walk (He do that)
Jump out your b*tch, and I walk (They do that)
Jump off the stage, and I walk