Walk (Freestyle)

[Intro] (Damn, Tye, you made this bitch too? The fuck got into you?) Ayy Big Chant Talk my shit right quick, the fuck? Ayy [Verse] I'm on that drank, so I barely could walk Excuse me if my words be slurred when I talk I stacked a few hundred racks in the vault My nigga be nailing me right to the cross I'm having real motion, I can't take no loss I been so deep in that field like I'm Moss He flashing that money, I'm taking him off These niggas be bitches, I swear they be soft Lambo truck, a few hoes in the back They snappin' up, Kodak, I'm sipping on 'yac Just rolled a dead man in the 'Wood and it's fat How you looking for me when you know where I'm at? Got shooters bеhind me, four deep in the 'Lac Can't love mе no ho, it's Return of The Mack He asking me why I do him like that? I'm slow out these drawers, but I'm quick to react (On God) I got my fire in the club Just counted like forty in dubs Youngest turnt where I'm from like I'm Dugg I be steppin' on hoes like a rug Too in the streets, so don't call me your cuz If it's that, give a fuck what it was Don't get whacked tryna build you a buzz Makin' diss songs got your brother killed Want a war with a boss, need a couple mil' Been having pape' 'fore I signed a deal They throwin' dirt, but I'm shining still On probation, just caught me a case But I still carry fire, that's the way I live Can't no nigga pull up where I stay On my mama, 'cause that's just not what it give All my opps get deleted, they toe-tagged Up on the scoreboard, we doing 'em so bad My lil' bitch look like Jolie and I don't even know Brad Real bad, facecard eat, I don't need no ass Your nigga in love with me, Big Chant who he love to see Got a ho look like Cardi, I'm throwing the B's I been fuckin' hoes, it's gettin' boring to me (Wow) Kick her out the Maybach, this ho gotta walk You looking at thirty every time I talk Hell nah, I ain't chasin' no nigga, might walk Spent your money, ain't fucking, no, that's what you thought And none of my whips don't be rented, they bought I been gettin' head in the sky in my loft My lifestyle expensive, you know that shit cost Wanna fuck, but ain't trickin', you tickin' me off Big Chant