WALK (Physical Version) lyrics

[Verse: Playboi Carti & DJ Swamp Izzo]
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
Homixide Gang, we smoke the big blunts, we blow it
I might f*ck a pop b*tch and pass her to the brodie
I been on 'em drugs all night, lean got me bloated
I just popped an E pill, yeah, just to keep me goin'
Money on top of b*tches, yeah, money on top of money
Money on top of b*tches, yeah, money on top of money
I just poured the ice cup out and poured some muddy
I just f*cked a thot b*tch and passed her 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
Molly, sex, ecstasy, I turned up just like Gohan (Hahahahaha)

[Outro: DJ Swamp Izzo]
(You gon' punch me in, or you want me to fill it out?)
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