Walk up run it now
Pistols in my couch
I don't need no vouch
Tic Tac Toe, Ima X em out
Dark stout wood I'm smoking
Potent, make her buss it open
(Yeah)
Stand up guy, don't need no chair
Six seven hoes, finna take em to the lair
Niggas being female dogs, like a shiatsu
I done seen it all, just ask what I been through
Got a nigga driving hella safe, ten two
I got benjis on my mental
It's getting hot, like Nelly
But she naked already
Young niggas, pulling triggers
Shawty slop me, now I'm Joe
Whip like a pro
Not enough give me more
Don't answer the phone when im in the yo
When it comes to the money i be knee deep
White girl on the x wanna get freaky
Bass line booming had to put it on repeat
I Move like John Cena don't see me
She from the city I'm busting her down
Finessing these niggas two fifty an ounce
Finna get a check
Rose gold my patek
I be kissing on her neck
Now she wanna have sex
Walk up run it now
Pistols in my couch
I don't need no vouch
Tic Tac Toe, Ima X em out
Walk up and run it
Just walk up and run it
Walk up, Run it
I walk up, I walk up
You run it, you run it
Bad bitches twerk
When i walk through the door
Smoke three blunts
Then I go to the yo
Shawty asking for a title
Had to tell that bitch no
Picking up the pack
Then im headed to the road
(Yeah, yeah)
Gun fully loaded, drako with a Fn
F*cking on her then I change clothes at the west inn
Wipe a nose, Napkin
Got your main bitch saying
Aye aye captain
I hit it from the back end
Cpt.Lavish - Walk Thru (Bonus Track) Lyrics
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Walk up run it now
Pistols in my couch
I don't need no vouch
Tic Tac Toe, Ima X em out
Dark stout wood I'm smoking
Potent, make her buss it open
(Yeah)
Stand up guy, don't need no chair
Six seven hoes, finna take em to the lair
Niggas being female dogs, like a shiatsu
I done seen it all, just ask what I been through
Got a nigga driving hella safe, ten two
I got benjis on my mental
It's getting hot, like Nelly
But she naked already
Young niggas, pulling triggers
Shawty slop me, now I'm Joe
Whip like a pro
Not enough give me more
Don't answer the phone when im in the yo
When it comes to the money i be knee deep
White girl on the x wanna get freaky
Bass line booming had to put it on repeat
I Move like John Cena don't see me
She from the city I'm busting her down
Finessing these niggas two fifty an ounce
Finna get a check
Rose gold my patek
I be kissing on her neck
Now she wanna have sex
Walk up run it now
Pistols in my couch
I don't need no vouch
Tic Tac Toe, Ima X em out
Walk up and run it
Just walk up and run it
Walk up, Run it
I walk up, I walk up
You run it, you run it
Bad bitches twerk
When i walk through the door
Smoke three blunts
Then I go to the yo
Shawty asking for a title
Had to tell that bitch no
Picking up the pack
Then im headed to the road
(Yeah, yeah)
Gun fully loaded, drako with a Fn
F*cking on her then I change clothes at the west inn
Wipe a nose, Napkin
Got your main bitch saying
Aye aye captain
I hit it from the back end
Pistols in my couch
I don't need no vouch
Tic Tac Toe, Ima X em out
Dark stout wood I'm smoking
Potent, make her buss it open
(Yeah)
Stand up guy, don't need no chair
Six seven hoes, finna take em to the lair
Niggas being female dogs, like a shiatsu
I done seen it all, just ask what I been through
Got a nigga driving hella safe, ten two
I got benjis on my mental
It's getting hot, like Nelly
But she naked already
Young niggas, pulling triggers
Shawty slop me, now I'm Joe
Whip like a pro
Not enough give me more
Don't answer the phone when im in the yo
When it comes to the money i be knee deep
White girl on the x wanna get freaky
Bass line booming had to put it on repeat
I Move like John Cena don't see me
She from the city I'm busting her down
Finessing these niggas two fifty an ounce
Finna get a check
Rose gold my patek
I be kissing on her neck
Now she wanna have sex
Walk up run it now
Pistols in my couch
I don't need no vouch
Tic Tac Toe, Ima X em out
Walk up and run it
Just walk up and run it
Walk up, Run it
I walk up, I walk up
You run it, you run it
Bad bitches twerk
When i walk through the door
Smoke three blunts
Then I go to the yo
Shawty asking for a title
Had to tell that bitch no
Picking up the pack
Then im headed to the road
(Yeah, yeah)
Gun fully loaded, drako with a Fn
F*cking on her then I change clothes at the west inn
Wipe a nose, Napkin
Got your main bitch saying
Aye aye captain
I hit it from the back end
Writer: Jaire Powell
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