Walking Shit

I've been on my grind, I got money on my mind In them trenches all the time, niggas, bitches I ain't lyin' Niggas, bitches, I don't feel them, lay shit down Like a pillow, glocks with binary triggers Bitch, I really hang with killers I be posted with them trappers Know my gang, we full of smackers We get cheese like some crackers We strapped up just like the Packers He too sweet, you know we pull it If he reach it, hit with fully's I can teach you how to cook it Niggas can't outrun a bullet In the trap, I stick and move Drac gon' give a nigga blues Bitch, we still say, f*ck the rules And you get smoked for actin' cool Tryin' to turn a opp to gas Really doin' niggas bad Slidin' cats, we on your ass Sendin' shots out through the glass We can't give that boy a pass Niggas know we hop out gang If he play, get hit with flames All these niggas act the same On bars, I'm rollin' like a train Heard they hit him with a stick My partner, Glizzy, got a switch I he a killer and a snitch I get the drop, I send a blitz Turn this block into a target Really drip, bitch, I'm a artist We bring sticks into the party No where I B just like I'm Cardi That's the four He get killed, think this a joke You see me runnin', that's the folks I'm havin' pull just like the Pope And I got bars just like some soap You can't hang without the rope You can't ball without the coach Street get cold, you need a coat Don't want the crumb, I want the loaf With some trappers, get a load These niggas never touched a bow wont shoot his fire that boy a hoe Can't name a beat that I ain't road won't hear my name, cause I ain't told My gang be stickin' to the code And we be fuckin' niggas ho's Get caught by 12, the niggas fold I got the pack, I got his sold We keep that gas in for the low Pop out ending nigga's show We still post up on that block We still be sneakin' in with Glocks We still be poppin' niggas top We slammin' gas just like the Rock We see a opp and make him shocked Catch his friends and flip the car She f*ck with me cause I'm a star Don't want a perk, I take a bar All the opps be runnin' far We smokin' Za straight out the jar Niggas play with us and all you hear is pop, pop, pop We let our shots, when pullin' up We ride too deep just like a bus Pull up with sticks and end the fuss them 762's, gon' stop a truck So who you beefin' with You know my nigga keep a stick And all my niggas with the shit You better choose a different click on God You better choose a different click on God