They like he walking again
They like he walking again
They like he walking again, oh
They like he walking again
They like he walking again
They like he walking again
(Oh yeah, Berki, this the one right here)
They like he walking again
They like you walking again
Same shit I spent on my whip
Could've went bought a hundred and one bricks
Went to the store, bought a hundred and one guns for the hood
Then I bought a hundred and one dicks
I bought a hundred and one sticks
Try me, then you what your family gon' miss
I'm tryna body-bag 'em, toe-tag 'em
Put 'em way deeper than just six
Ain't tryna fight with a bitch
I know my right to the bitch, I won't wife for one night in the bitch
You put a ring on her, cool, that's what you do, I guess you liking a bitch
I put my all in this, word to Niko
I got killers with me, word to Baby Tay
I grew a beard out during quarantine
But these bitches still call me babyface
They don't move how I move
36 tucked in the drug rag I'm ready to shoot
I cut my phone on, go on demon time
??? when I'm right in the booth
Bitch, I'm ducking them shots ??? shoot
I keep saying you not me, I'm not you
I like my personal space, bought a coupe
In a two-seater, watch the money maneuver
I got money now, but nah, I ain't new to this
Started rapping, I think I could get used to this
Tinted windows just so they don't know who it is
Knocked his face off, they don't know who it is
Ten piece for a feature, tell 'em fly 'em in
Don't bust 'em down, sell 'em whole
I'll ship packs and go hit me a lick 'fore I ever contribute to selling hoes
For my family to be straight, I'd sell my soul
And I know it sound bad, but I'm the realest
I'm the neighborhood hero, bitch, I ain't a villain
You could say that I did it, I ain't got no ceiling
For my family to be straight, I'd get 'em gone
And I know it sound bad, but I'm the realest
The neighborhood hero, bitch, I ain't a villain
Say that I did it, I ain't got no ceiling
They like he walking again
They like he walking again
They like he walking again, oh
They like he walking again
They like he walking again
They like he walking again
They like he walking again
They like he walking again
They like you walking again
Same shit I spent on my whip
Could've went bought a hundred and one bricks
Went to the store, bought a hundred and one guns for the hood
Then I bought a hundred and one dicks
I bought a hundred and one sticks
Try me, then you what your family gon' miss
I'm tryna body-bag 'em, toe-tag 'em
Put 'em way deeper than just six
Ain't tryna fight with a bitch
I know my right to the bitch, I won't wife for one night in the bitch
You put a ring on her, cool, that's what you do, I guess you liking a bitch
I put my all in this, word to Niko
I got killers with me, word to Baby Tay
I grew a beard out during quarantine
But these bitches still call me babyface
Bitches still call be babyface
Word to bro, he tote a baby K
Glock 23, feel like LVJ
Don't wanna hit it if she tell me wait
Don't wanna hit it if she tell me wait
I'm a shooter, bro, tell me spray
Want real love, she can't sell me fake
Yeah, bitch, I can tell he fake
A nigga don't hang with snakes
Rap nigga, probably hang with Drake
Toosii slid on a nigga, know Toosii gon' bang his face
Flip the whip, he don't bang nothing but brakes
Gotta tell him to pump that
Dirty stick right on my waist
If you come on the street too much, I'ma dump that
And the shooters don't care if he dump back
If he play, he gon' lay, we gon' slump that
Ski mask, I be feeling like fuck hats
No supporter, ain't wearing no Trump hat
Know I stand for the people
Buddy play around and he dying, 'cause nigga, we equal
See it all through a peephole
They kill one of my niggas, we clap every day like a sequel
They like he walking again
They like he walking again
They like he walking again
They like he walking again, oh
They like he walking again
They like he walking again
They like he walking again
They like he walking again
They like you walking again
Same shit I spent on my whip
Could've went bought a hundred and one bricks
Went to the store, bought a hundred and one guns for the hood
Then I bought a hundred and one dicks
I bought a hundred and one sticks
Try me, then you what your family gon' miss
I'm tryna body-bag 'em, toe-tag 'em
Put 'em way deeper than just six
Ain't tryna fight with a bitch
I know my right to the bitch, I won't wife for one night in the bitch
You put a ring on her, cool, that's what you do, I guess you liking a bitch
I put my all in this, word to Nico
I got killers with me, word to Baby Tay
I grew a beard out during quarantine
But these bitches still call me babyface
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