Walk

[Intro]

Yeah

1Mind

I'm up eight in the mornin' right now, man

I just put this shit up too

They waitin' on me, I know

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]

They was tryna' get me

They was tryna' get me out

Like y'all don't know what I'm about

Y'all do it for the clout

The streets like, "where you at?"

I told niggas I'm en-route

I was working at the house, in the stu'

Sleepin' on the couch, tryna' figure out

What my next move is

Come move with the movement

I see through you old transparent niggas

Who you guys think you foolin'?

We bhillen' bhillen'

Pinky ring drippin' drippin'

My necklace is droolin'

Tre-pound got a buck

Park a nigga like amusement

No clowns over here

No haha, no amusement

Nah, nah, we ain't losin'

Y'all got us confused with them other niggas over there

Who 'dem? Who 'dem?

And I'm hoppin' out the Benz

Givenchy by the lens

I ain't come here for friends

I came here to make money, save money, then I spend

M.A, where you been

Don't you do that shit again

[Interlude]

You think I give a fuck what a hater gotta say about me?

That's exactly what they hate about me

They around me when the sun rise, when the sun shining

But where the fuck y'all was at when it was cloudy?

Fake niggas please get the hell from around me

I don't even know why these niggas is around me

That was the same niggas that doubt me

[Verse 2]

Louis pack got me buggin' out

Louis scarf, gotta thug it out

New chain, had to flood it out

My money never runnin' out

Cut the check bih

Tell them hatin' niggas cut it out

Where the lighter at? The blunt is out

Pour me up when my cup is out

Didn't mean to fuck her

She had a cramp, so I rubbed it out

Kick bitches out, wave bye with my rubber out

Your opinion doesn't matter

That's one thing I don't give a fuck about

Dick riding, ass kissing

That's somethin' I know nothing 'bout

Everybody in the same lane

So I went and took the other route

Baggin' weed at my mother house

If she knew she would cuss me out

Same black tee, same sweatpants

Oh well, had to bum it out

Young M.A this, Young M.A that

Damn, nigga, what the fuss about?

"Nah, niggas just tryna figure out

When the next joint coming out"

Oh, nowadays niggas want favors

But if you talk about money

Well homie then we can work somethin' out

Louis scarf for my right side

Yeah nigga that's the right side

Give my blood niggas high-fives, hi five

Her eyes chink and her pussy pink like high eyes

Bad chick, but that don't mean I won't bring her ass right to Popeyes

Two piece and a thigh for you

I ain't paying if the price high

Get money, act broke, that's the motto I apply by

Never boujee, we on vacay, pourin' Henny in our Mai Tai's

Never change, I'm still the same

Drinkin' Minute Maid with the hot fries

In the club, in V.I.P with y'all bitches and my guys

We get money, we don't want beef

Take that beef shit to Five Guys

Start shit, got five guys with five 9's, hit you five times

Extendos on the chopper, niggas thought we was carryin' a tripod

Niggas like "where the hoes at?"

My bed is where the thots hide

Them lame niggas there

It's more poppin' here on my side

Fake niggas move left, real niggas move clockwise

Blew a check at the jeweler

'Cause I won't wear it nigga if it's not

Fuckin' mine