Jared Brady, Y2 - Walk Lyrics

Bustin out the back door
Hair long look like Rambo
Got more heat I feast
I handle
I am an animal
Eat like cannable
Treat this music like I'm Hannibal
When im dead
I want my tombstone way to big
A gritty evil way to live
I grib her waist when I go hit
I heard that joint that shit was mid
She hurt my heart I flip the switch
I got my start from flipping licks
You is mark you not no friend
Don't say my name I take offense
I took my pain it made it rich
I'm in your lane I bet your pissed
I got your fame I got your bitch
You is a hoe
Sick and tied
Set this bitch on fire
Came from sleeping on concrete
Skin was always salty
I was always hungry
Ain't no laundry
Now I live luxury
Shit is dumb for me
Better not come for me
keep the peace
Or I go mink mink mink
let it go move a cheek
Just one though
That's control
Geronimo
Heart is way to cold
Hit the road
Pack bowl
Pack a show
Fashion show
To my toes
Let em know
Let it go
Let it go
Oh
Shake it I Like it when stop but still its on the move
Pop it in the basement you ain't gotta play it cool
Five star freak Ima write a nice review
Left cheek right cheek caught up in the groove
I been tryna swerve
Ima speed on the freeway
Shawty use to call she would dance on the celly
She don't need no hands And my legs turn Jelly
Watch her when she strut
Baby change for the Penney
Watch her
Walk
Walk
Walk
Walk
Look it
Walk
Walk
Walk
Walk
Watch her
Walk
Walk
Walk
Walk
Look it
Walk
Walk
Walk
Walk

Bustin out the back door
Hair long look like Rambo
Got more heat I feast
I handle
I am an animal
Eat like cannable
Treat this music like I'm Hannibal
When im dead
I want my tombstone way to big
A gritty evil way to live
I grib her waist when I go hit
I heard that joint that shit was mid
She hurt my heart I flip the switch
I got my start from flipping licks
You is mark you not no friend
Don't say my name I take offense
I took my pain it made it rich
I'm in your lane I bet your pissed
I got your fame I got your bitch
You is a hoe
Sick and tied
Set this bitch on fire
Came from sleeping on concrete
Skin was always salty
I was always hungry
Ain't no laundry
Now I live luxury
Shit is dumb for me
Better not come for me
keep the peace
Or I go mink mink mink
let it go move a cheek
Just one though
That's control
Geronimo
Heart is way to cold
Hit the road
Pack bowl
Pack a show
Fashion show
To my toes
Let em know
Let it go
Let it go
Oh
Shake it I Like it when stop but still its on the move
Pop it in the basement you ain't gotta play it cool
Five star freak Ima write a nice review
Left cheek right cheek caught up in the groove
I been tryna swerve
Ima speed on the freeway
Shawty use to call she would dance on the celly
She don't need no hands And my legs turn Jelly
Watch her when she strut
Baby change for the Penney
Watch her
Walk
Walk
Walk
Walk
Look it
Walk
Walk
Walk
Walk
Watch her
Walk
Walk
Walk
Walk
Look it
Walk
Walk
Walk
Walk