Walkin lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Loaf Bag Boys, Loaf Bag Boys, yeah
(That might be toxic, don't touch it)

[Chorus]
You ain't get that ass from your mama, b*tch, you got that from the doctor (On God)
I ain't gon' lie, I wanna hit you, damn, just from the way you walkin' (Yeah)
I want you and you, on me, that ass fat, you ain't got an option
Your n*gga broke, I know he got that cheap-ass Charger from the auction (Haha)
I know they hate it
When I signed my deal, them n*ggas told me congratulations (f*ck you)
I know that sh*t was cap, I seen that sh*t all in they faces (f*ck 'em)
Every risk I took, I think 'bout LayLay and lil' Macy (Yeah)
Every brick I jugg for a better education (For real)

[Verse 1]
I don't really say sh*t (Yeah)
Cuzzo call me every other day waitin' on them plates hit (Them 'bows)
I ain't on no gay sh*t (Yeah)
Ridin' with a car full of di*ks ready to spray sh*t (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Probably gon' put these regular bags down 'cause I can't make sh*t
I'm probably gon' put these bags up in the air 'cause I can't wait, sh*t (Damn)
I paid auntie lights and she still put me out
Guess she probably went against the deal 'cause I quake sh*t
[Chorus]
I ain't gon' lie, I wanna hit you, damn, just from the way you walkin' (On God)
I want you and you, on me, that ass fat, you ain't got an option
Your n*gga broke, I know he got that cheap-ass Charger from the auction (With his poor ass)
I know they hate it
When I signed my deal, them n*ggas told me congratulations (f*ck 'em)
I know that sh*t was cap, I seen that sh*t all in they faces (f*ck 'em)
Every risk I took, I think 'bout LayLay and lil' Macy (Yeah)
Every brick I jugg for a better education (On God)
I don't really say sh*t (Woo)

[Verse 2]
I sold a half a 'bow up in a 'bow bag (Finesse)
I got my money out the streets, them n*ggas know that (On God)
She got a bag and fixed her teeth, I call her Bodak (Yeah)
And I might never get no wifey with my ho ass (Haha)
We in the fast lane (Yeah), we gettin' fast money (On God)
Ain't no way in hell I'm beefin' with no crash dummy (No broke-ass)
I give 'em twenty thousand (Woo), n*gga, all hundreds (Damn)
If they catch you Sunday, I bet you're gone Monday (On God)
On God

[Outro]
I give 'em twenty thousand, I bet you're gone, yeah