Jay Walker, man
Y'all know what the f*ck going on man
Aye I naturally just do this walkin' shit
Walk, walk, walk, walk
Walk, walk, walk, walk
Walk, let's go
I want it, it's that bad
I'm really him, can't snap back
These niggas begging for that paper and that shit getting real sad
Don't hold it, bro speak up, for you be on them bleachers
And f*ck whoever left before I popped shit, I don't need em
F*ck be wrong with niggas?
Tryna count my pockets, that's a fatal flaw
Don't get along with niggas
I don't owe you shit, bitch I'm a f*cking boss
Say they be cloning niggas?
They can't copy me, can't cop the shit I bought
Don't do no song with niggas
The get mad at me because I f*cking walk
Moving like I don't mean shit to you imma make you stand on that
My heat stay next to me when I'm driving and my hand on that
And yo friend cute and all but I don't want her put my mans on that
And don't confront about no coochie be glad I sent her back
Making niggas famous with AR's just like we Interscope
And if they ain't tryna let me in
F*ck it, I kick through the door
And they see that I'm still talking my shit
So now they want some mo
Don't need Ty Glizzy to stamp it, I know this shit is on the flo
F*ck you think you is nigga you don't stand on shit
Move to A without nothing came back my pockets thick
Soon as I touchdown in the city gotta go get my blick
They heard about that demo I did now they won't take that risk (now they won't take that risk)
How the f*ck he raised up in the suburbs still a trench baby? (I don't know)
How the f*ck he get hit up so quick
Is that a switch, maybe? (I don't know)
He said that "I'm lucky I'm his potna" cause I'm talkin' crazy
I told him "nah bitch, you hella lucky cause you ain't just pay me"
I want it, it's that bad
I'm really him, can't snap back
These niggas begging for that paper and that shit getting real sad
Don't hold it, bro speak up, for you be on them bleachers
And f*ck whoever left before I popped shit, I don't need em
F*ck be wrong with niggas?
Tryna count my pockets, that's a fatal flaw
Don't get along with niggas
I don't owe you shit, bitch I'm a f*cking boss
Say they be cloning niggas?
They can't copy me, can't cop the shit I bought
Don't do no song with niggas
The get mad at me because I f*cking walk
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Jay Walker, man
Y'all know what the f*ck going on man
Aye I naturally just do this walkin' shit
Walk, walk, walk, walk
Walk, walk, walk, walk
Walk, let's go
I want it, it's that bad
I'm really him, can't snap back
These niggas begging for that paper and that shit getting real sad
Don't hold it, bro speak up, for you be on them bleachers
And f*ck whoever left before I popped shit, I don't need em
F*ck be wrong with niggas?
Tryna count my pockets, that's a fatal flaw
Don't get along with niggas
I don't owe you shit, bitch I'm a f*cking boss
Say they be cloning niggas?
They can't copy me, can't cop the shit I bought
Don't do no song with niggas
The get mad at me because I f*cking walk
Moving like I don't mean shit to you imma make you stand on that
My heat stay next to me when I'm driving and my hand on that
And yo friend cute and all but I don't want her put my mans on that
And don't confront about no coochie be glad I sent her back
Making niggas famous with AR's just like we Interscope
And if they ain't tryna let me in
F*ck it, I kick through the door
And they see that I'm still talking my shit
So now they want some mo
Don't need Ty Glizzy to stamp it, I know this shit is on the flo
F*ck you think you is nigga you don't stand on shit
Move to A without nothing came back my pockets thick
Soon as I touchdown in the city gotta go get my blick
They heard about that demo I did now they won't take that risk (now they won't take that risk)
How the f*ck he raised up in the suburbs still a trench baby? (I don't know)
How the f*ck he get hit up so quick
Is that a switch, maybe? (I don't know)
He said that "I'm lucky I'm his potna" cause I'm talkin' crazy
I told him "nah bitch, you hella lucky cause you ain't just pay me"
I want it, it's that bad
I'm really him, can't snap back
These niggas begging for that paper and that shit getting real sad
Don't hold it, bro speak up, for you be on them bleachers
And f*ck whoever left before I popped shit, I don't need em
F*ck be wrong with niggas?
Tryna count my pockets, that's a fatal flaw
Don't get along with niggas
I don't owe you shit, bitch I'm a f*cking boss
Say they be cloning niggas?
They can't copy me, can't cop the shit I bought
Don't do no song with niggas
The get mad at me because I f*cking walk
Y'all know what the f*ck going on man
Aye I naturally just do this walkin' shit
Walk, walk, walk, walk
Walk, walk, walk, walk
Walk, let's go
I want it, it's that bad
I'm really him, can't snap back
These niggas begging for that paper and that shit getting real sad
Don't hold it, bro speak up, for you be on them bleachers
And f*ck whoever left before I popped shit, I don't need em
F*ck be wrong with niggas?
Tryna count my pockets, that's a fatal flaw
Don't get along with niggas
I don't owe you shit, bitch I'm a f*cking boss
Say they be cloning niggas?
They can't copy me, can't cop the shit I bought
Don't do no song with niggas
The get mad at me because I f*cking walk
Moving like I don't mean shit to you imma make you stand on that
My heat stay next to me when I'm driving and my hand on that
And yo friend cute and all but I don't want her put my mans on that
And don't confront about no coochie be glad I sent her back
Making niggas famous with AR's just like we Interscope
And if they ain't tryna let me in
F*ck it, I kick through the door
And they see that I'm still talking my shit
So now they want some mo
Don't need Ty Glizzy to stamp it, I know this shit is on the flo
F*ck you think you is nigga you don't stand on shit
Move to A without nothing came back my pockets thick
Soon as I touchdown in the city gotta go get my blick
They heard about that demo I did now they won't take that risk (now they won't take that risk)
How the f*ck he raised up in the suburbs still a trench baby? (I don't know)
How the f*ck he get hit up so quick
Is that a switch, maybe? (I don't know)
He said that "I'm lucky I'm his potna" cause I'm talkin' crazy
I told him "nah bitch, you hella lucky cause you ain't just pay me"
I want it, it's that bad
I'm really him, can't snap back
These niggas begging for that paper and that shit getting real sad
Don't hold it, bro speak up, for you be on them bleachers
And f*ck whoever left before I popped shit, I don't need em
F*ck be wrong with niggas?
Tryna count my pockets, that's a fatal flaw
Don't get along with niggas
I don't owe you shit, bitch I'm a f*cking boss
Say they be cloning niggas?
They can't copy me, can't cop the shit I bought
Don't do no song with niggas
The get mad at me because I f*cking walk
Writer: Jaylen Ashford
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid