Walk It Out

Lyrics

[Intro] You know what it is Big 38, nigga, 4K-Trey (WassamWop) [Chrous] RIP Lil Trent, no, I ain't never showed no fake hand These diamonds real on my neck, you play I bust your man Choppa walk him down and leave him dead, leave him on his hands We don't send no threats bitch this extension it'll fuck your friend [Post Chrous] I don't give no fuck cause, bitch, you know that I got fuckin' bands Knots up in my pocket, make that bullet fucking touch your friend While they go touch your clique, I'ma be in the back seat, chopping it up with Ten I thought he was up in a casket, and my whole gang they had a grand [Verse] Make that pussy touch the pavement, since he speaking on me in the wind Remember you ain't wanna fuck with me, wanna fuck with me now in the end Put this laser in your face and this bitch here gone touch your chin I ain't gotta cock it one in the head, and that hoe more than 10 I got niggas who been juggin', they been packing all up in the pen Saw Big Gutter work that dog food, so he ain't have to work again Runnin' in the streets and we was thuggin', we was clutching sticks Make them call your name nigga, bitch, that's on Lil fuckin' Trent [Chrous] R.I.P Lil Trent, no, I ain't never showed no fake hand These diamonds real on my neck, you play I bust your man Choppa walk him down and leave him dead, leave him on his hands We don't send no threats, bitch, this extension it'll fuck your friend R.I.P Lil Trent, know I ain't never showed no fake hand These diamonds real on my neck, you play I bust your man Choppa walk him down and leave him dead, leave him on his hands We don't send no threats, bitch, this extension it'll fuck your friend [Post Chrous] I don't give no fuck cause, bitch, you know that I got fuckin' bands Knots up in my pocket, make that bullet fucking touch your friend While they go touch your click, I'ma be in the back seat, chopping it up with Ten I thought he was up in a casket and my whole gang they had a grand