[Intro]
(なに?! あれはウWalkz ka?!)
[Verse]
Time will tell that’s all I can say
I was in the 4 door with my A-Team
You was probably at home with bae
He’s good with the footwork like Rooney
I could’ve put 10 in his back like Wayne
I’m with my 22Gz, I’m Gucci
See man twirl when the blick gets raised
Blicky Blicky
This one thick like Nicki
Feeling like Rimzee, with this expensive pain
I don’t know Demetrius or Lemar but darg, you can’t stop the rain
You can’t stop that
Decamp the ride and bop back
My heart is cold, my head’s too hot ak
Who’s this?
Broom it, sweep it, mop that
Fans saying that I gotta go ham
Spinning my shit like Ellie Prohan
Done it on my ones, didn’t need no man
Man wanna act like it’s them that showed man
Lowe it, lowe it
I ain’t got beef with cowards
Buck man live and thеy get devoured
My faith in bro, hе’s got me though & he love ride like Alton Towers
Anybody can press that trigger
But shit gets tekky when man get showered
Them man add my name so much
Probably gonna see me in their browser
It was me that hopped out the car
Tryna give 'em a shell like Bowser
Been on attack not counter
Lack onda A get bun
This fucking beef is far from done
[?] used to be my nephew
[?] used to be my son
I ain’t doing no Tom & Jerry
I’m telling man come and they ain’t tryna come
Put down your Astros, pick up the studs
You would’ve thought I was part of a band
Cah' I play with sticks & I love my drum
On mums, it was him that did approach me, but turn athlete when I backed my ones
This one like Chayln Monae, no way josé how you look so tun?
Add k’s cah the gang got more than 1
And it’s that simple you’re not rolling hun
Standard things
My index itchy, I ain’t got symptoms
We just wan pull up & let that rip
Come like them boy got sense cah ever since I ain’t seen one slide or slip
It’s nothing for chicken, to get dipped
That’s Heinz all over your stylish drip
Still don’t know how it was 2 on 6, and they didn’t dominate that sht
Free L, that’s a 2 man step, Home invasion, take mans sht
Up this one, we don’t do this for fun, Kickback make me shake my wrist
Are they real, I don’t know, Gotta stay with the boots like I play for Madrid
I ain’t gotta talk what I did
I hear man saying that they’re on me, I don’t reply
‘Cah I ain’t with the lip
Charged as fck but you knew that sht
I had to DIY no Wickes
I need that now I ain’t doing no ticks
Will they react like Walkz? Unlikely
Nuff of them ain’t on sht
I’m playing for keeps like Rich The Kid
(なに?! あれはウWalkz ka?!)
[Verse]
Time will tell that’s all I can say
I was in the 4 door with my A-Team
You was probably at home with bae
He’s good with the footwork like Rooney
I could’ve put 10 in his back like Wayne
I’m with my 22Gz, I’m Gucci
See man twirl when the blick gets raised
Blicky Blicky
This one thick like Nicki
Feeling like Rimzee, with this expensive pain
I don’t know Demetrius or Lemar but darg, you can’t stop the rain
You can’t stop that
Decamp the ride and bop back
My heart is cold, my head’s too hot ak
Who’s this?
Broom it, sweep it, mop that
Fans saying that I gotta go ham
Spinning my shit like Ellie Prohan
Done it on my ones, didn’t need no man
Man wanna act like it’s them that showed man
Lowe it, lowe it
I ain’t got beef with cowards
Buck man live and thеy get devoured
My faith in bro, hе’s got me though & he love ride like Alton Towers
Anybody can press that trigger
But shit gets tekky when man get showered
Them man add my name so much
Probably gonna see me in their browser
It was me that hopped out the car
Tryna give 'em a shell like Bowser
Been on attack not counter
Lack onda A get bun
This fucking beef is far from done
[?] used to be my nephew
[?] used to be my son
I ain’t doing no Tom & Jerry
I’m telling man come and they ain’t tryna come
Put down your Astros, pick up the studs
You would’ve thought I was part of a band
Cah' I play with sticks & I love my drum
On mums, it was him that did approach me, but turn athlete when I backed my ones
This one like Chayln Monae, no way josé how you look so tun?
Add k’s cah the gang got more than 1
And it’s that simple you’re not rolling hun
Standard things
My index itchy, I ain’t got symptoms
We just wan pull up & let that rip
Come like them boy got sense cah ever since I ain’t seen one slide or slip
It’s nothing for chicken, to get dipped
That’s Heinz all over your stylish drip
Still don’t know how it was 2 on 6, and they didn’t dominate that sht
Free L, that’s a 2 man step, Home invasion, take mans sht
Up this one, we don’t do this for fun, Kickback make me shake my wrist
Are they real, I don’t know, Gotta stay with the boots like I play for Madrid
I ain’t gotta talk what I did
I hear man saying that they’re on me, I don’t reply
‘Cah I ain’t with the lip
Charged as fck but you knew that sht
I had to DIY no Wickes
I need that now I ain’t doing no ticks
Will they react like Walkz? Unlikely
Nuff of them ain’t on sht
I’m playing for keeps like Rich The Kid
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