Walk Off lyrics

Ye, ye, ye, ye
Ah, ah
Okay, yeah
Mhm, yeah

[Hook: Yung Mavu]
Swerve through the dark like I'm batman
Eat that pus*y up like I'm pacman
I like tall skinny hoes, 'cause they crazy
But I'll take a fat ass on the daily

She gave me net, oh oh
Walk off with the set
Money collect, oh oh
Walk off with the set
Stepping quick, do what I do
Walk off with the set
Got me a shawty, I get it to move
Then I walk off with the set

[Verse 1: Yung Mavu]
She go loco, not like Brody
Don't talk if you don't know me
Got b*tches down the lobby, but I pass 'em to the homies
Sneaky sh*t, get it quick
Of course I'm high, look at my eyes
I sleep during the day, and in the night I come alive
You begging for the joint, we ain't passing on this side
Just trynna prove a point, go get your own
Don't stand in line, yeah
Know your worth, go get it first
sh*t ain't easy, all these n*ggas try to cleanse me like a Purge
See the n*gga poppin it and they begging for a verse
These phonies want me dead cause they know that I'm the worst
[Hook: Yung Mavu]
Swerve through the dark like I'm batman
Eat that pus*y up like I'm pacman
I like tall skinny hoes cause they crazy
But I'll take a fat ass on the daily

She gave me net, oh oh
Walk off with the set
Money collect, oh oh
Walk off with the set
Stepping quick, do what I do
Walk off with the set
Got me a shawty, I get in the move
Then I walk off with the set

[Verse 2: Yung Mavu]
Like a samurai, my sauce so hot
Boy just quit the rapping, cause your bars are so not
When I buy myself a coupe I'm gon be doing donuts
But 'fore that, I gotta flex, so I pull up to your spot
Your spot, yeah

[Bridge: Yung Mavu & Che]
Fully black, like a panther (Wakanda forevah)
Of course you're hurtin', you can't see from my angle
I'm on better sh*t, had to dip before sh*t went mental
I'm on better sh*t, had to dip before that sh*t went mental
Yeah, b*tch
Yeah, we really doing this

[Verse 3: Che]
b*tch I walk off with the set
Now we coming for your neck
You know I don't mind these n*ggas, go to sleep and I relax
All these n*ggas taking shots, and they been shooting like the press
Thats because I'm moving fast, can't even see my silhouette
Now this n*ggas getting mad and they complain 'bout what I do
All this older n*ggas hatin on he younging making moves
b*tch I gotta make it happen, man I can't afford the lose
Really gotta do whatever, man I can't afford the choose

[Outro: Yung Mavu & Che]
Man I gotta get it regardless
b*tch I've been feeling like an artist
I've been trapping in apartments
People tell me that I'm heartless
I dont really care where I end up, I don't remember where I started
I don't really care
I'm intelligent, I couldn't be retarded
Yeah