Walk (Explicit) - Rylo Rodriguez/Lil Baby/42 Dugg

Lyrics by：Rylo Rodriguez

Composed by：Rylo Rodriguez

F**k that n***a Rylo he rap horrible

I deleted her number head was horrible

N***a punks sittin' all lookin' at the lines I just poured it up

Got cameras we see them they can't see us this trap boarded up

Don't run no trap before that money it hold you for ransom

I need help I got a problem f**kin' exotic dancers

From the crack the code to the bottom of the smoke

I get my hands on

She thought I was cookin' for her 'cause I f**ked her with my pants on

I gave every young n***a a Glock in my hood

Which one you workin' Buy two you servin'

And that hate get back and forth with the court like Julius Ervin'

I could've bought a kilo but I bought a chain for thirty

Glock 27 I stuck a * in it it was a virgin

I'ma chase that paper 'til I'm tired n***a had a rest

They wear this carb' he still die but he had a vest

Hope you proud of me nobody made it from my projects yet

I signed a deal then my city on a private jet

I rock Fear of God I ain't never feared a n***a yet

All of us got bankrolls we do not flex with each other's checks

And these hoes know I'm the G.O.A.T. I'm fresh out the barn

I'm dropping my addy she call that baby s**t 'round me the foreign

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F**k that n***a Rylo he rap horrible

I deleted her number head was horrible

N***a punks sittin' all lookin' at the lines I just poured it up

Got cameras we see them they can't see us this trap boarded up

Don't run no trap before that money it hold you for ransom

I need help I got a problem f**kin' exotic dancers

From the crack the code to the bottom of the smoke

I get my hands on

She thought I was cookin' for her 'cause I f**ked her with my pants on

No knock just sign me for the meals I prolly f**k it off

Won't put my BM in the Benz I heard she f**kin' off

I been out here grindin' Rollie timin' yeah we wildin'

Baby prayed the lawyer since I made five hunnid thousand

Presi' Presi' Patek they like "Doggybone a problem"

I ain't go to college so he got it out the mud huh

Seen two mill' in blues he don't even f**k with Bloods

'Cause I want twenty for a show but still I ask

"How much the club got"

Can't wait 'til they left bud a'ight I'm done playin' games

Won't switch for not a b***h then hear my son sayin' "Change"

Like we made it I signed a deal for a couple hun'

I blew that s**t in Vegas

If not fine then I'm with Baby if not Baby I'm with Ced

So many shirts want twelve a verse or back to sellin' meds

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Model walk she don't suck *walk

Plug walk draco walk

Now he can't walk

F**k that n***a Rylo he rap horrible

I deleted her number head was horrible

N***a punks sittin' all lookin' at the lines I just poured it up

Got cameras we see them they can't see us this trap boarded up

Don't run no trap before that money it hold you for ransom

I need help I got a problem f**kin' exotic dancers

From the crack the code to the bottom of the smoke

I get my hands on

She thought I was cookin' for her 'cause I f**ked her with my pants on

Hunnid bands and Birkin bags my girl don't need no OnlyFans

I go crazy every shot I get like this my only chance

I run through a million cash so much I need another hand

I just hope the play not play with me we gon' f**k up the plan

I just heard he said he rich as me I know he wish he was

Don't know what they kid gon' pull up in I just keep switchin' up

I had racks before my buzz if they know they know what's up

Ain't too many n***as in Atlanta sold more bags than us

Rylo went new cat on 'em Dugg got four hunnid racks on 'em

I just sit laid back chill I could bust they a*s for real

B***h all in my comments makin' jokes like I be poppin' pills

Boy you know what's up when it be smoke someone get popped for real

Dior walk VLONE walk

Model walk she don't suck * walk

Plug walk draco walk

Now he can't walk

F**k that n***a Rylo he rap horrible

I deleted her number head was horrible

N***a punks sittin' all lookin' at the lines I just poured it up

Got cameras we see them they can't see us this trap boarded up

Don't run no trap before that money it hold you for ransom

I need help I got a problem f**kin' exotic dancers

From the crack the code to the bottom of the smoke

I get my hands on

She thought I was cookin' for her 'cause I f**ked her with my pants on

B***h

Sum'n light