Walk lyrics

[Intro: Babyfxce E]
(I ain't gon’ lie, you tripped on this b*tch, Jay)
Huh, b*tch
Walk down, striker gang, striker boys, all that sh*t, n*gga
Huh
I just raced a n*gga and took off on him twice
Peg on the front of the Glock, I ain't get this off no—
Huh, okay, come on
b*tch

[Verse 1: Babyfxce E]
Huh, I just raced a n*gga and took off on him twice
Peg on the front of the Glock, but I ain't get this off no bike
It’s a di*k in it too, but I ain't get it off no dyke
We be holdin' sticks in the air, but we ain't on no strike, n*gga
I pump gas and leave it runnin', this a strike, n*gga
This ain't no standard Hellcat, b*tch, it got the pipes in it
That n*gga Devin Haney, he ain't got no fight in him
She tryna make love, b*tch must not know I spike b*tches

[Verse 2: Chopz]
Me and bro be runnin' through these hoes, we somethin’ like a hike with it
You bring up me and lean, don’t forget the Sprite with it
This truck got me feelin' like a baby, bro, I’m high sittin'
b*tch get jealous with the drank, so I'm hidin', sippin’
I got a problem with the—
I got a problem with the drank, I feel like Charles, I can hardly fix it
You know that b*tch a sl*t, she love her finsta
Real striker boys for real, this is not no rental
Snatch his Scat when he go to sleep, man, this sh*t simple
[Verse 3: Babyfxce E]
I don't pay for pus*y, but if it's that, then I might tip you
She so open in the club, she off Shirley Temples
I know this b*tch tryna f*ck, she just showed her nipple
Huh, come on, huh
Man, some n*ggas just walked in, now I gotta stay on point
Real smackers with me, all I gotta do is f*ckin' point
This a game to me, every b*tch I hit, that's a point
Shootin' the K with one hand, man, I think I popped a joint
Faceshot while his ass smokin', I just popped a joint
Huh, every time my b*tch call, I just get annoyed
Facecam, Ganja Gods, b*tch, you can get employed
If she ain't f*ckin' me, she playin' with her toy
n*gga can't put you in the Lam', you playin' with a boy

[Verse 4: Chopz]
Come f*ck with our side, b*tch, we turnt
Dog keep sayin' that he next, but he burnt
Drac'll leave his ass stiff like he had a bad perm
The box on the Glock sound like two guns that got a burst
That drank got me in a—
That drank got me in a dead coma, bro, go get a nurse
I'm a vet at this sh*t, bro, I'm Gucci
I'm tryna roll some 'za up, man, hand me a loosie
This your b*tch favorite song, n*gga, we feel like Toosii
Don her favorite drink, man, that get her loosie
She drunk as hell, tryna make a movie
f*ck it, lil' b*tch, we finna make one and be on Tubi
I be diggin' in her sh*t, she keep tryna move me
Me and Fxce on the beat, you know that b*tch groovy
We pull up to your spot, get that b*tch open
You can paralyze your lil' b*tch and she still goin'
My brother front me a couple lines and I'm still owin'
I can barely hold my eyes open, n*gga, and I'm still pourin'