WALK lyrics

by

Playboi Carti



[Verse: Playboi Carti]
Made a lot of profit, I might just spin up on your project
Pull up on your partner, yeah, we put some on his forehead
I just laid a n*gga down, we sprayed his house, his door red
All red flag, red flag, n*gga, code red
You pull up with that Hi-Point, we leave it on your forehead
That 7.62 gon' leave your motherf*ckin' door red
Slide the door, bet we throw that chopper, yeah, throw it (Brrat)
Homixide Gang, we smoke the big blunts, we blow it (Brrat, brrat, brrat)
I might f*ck a pop b*tch and pass her to the brodie (Brodie)
I been on 'em drugs all night, lean got mе bloated (Bloated)
I just popped an E pill, yеah, just to keep me goin' (Goin')
Money on top of b*tches, yeah, money on top of money (On top of, hold up)
Money on top of b*tches, yeah, money on top of money (On top of, hold up)
I just poured the ice cup out and poured some mud in (Pour out, pour)
I just f*cked a thot b*tch and passed her to my buddy (To my buddy)
I been rollin' on ecstasy, I feel it in the morning (Uh)
n*ggas can't even talk to me, my young n*ggas extorted ('Torted)
Molly, sex, ecstasy, I turned up just like Gohan (Hahahahaha)

[Outro: DJ Swamp Izzo]
See, this gon' feel like the end of the world to a lot of you f*ck n*ggas
To my day ones, it's a new beginning
You know what that sh*t mean, right?
Renegade
The 5
Out
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