Walk Off

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Yung Mavu - Rap, België/Belgique

Walk Off

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Ye, ye, ye, ye Ah, ah Okay, yeah Mhm, yeah [Hook: Yung Mavu] Swerve through the dark like I'm batman Eat that pussy up like I'm pacman I like tall skinny hoes, 'cause they crazy But I'll take a fat ass on the daily She gave me net, oh oh Walk off with the set Money collect, oh oh Walk off with the set Stepping quick, do what I do Walk off with the set Got me a shawty, I get it to move Then I walk off with the set [Verse 1: Yung Mavu] She go loco, not like Brody Don't talk if you don't know me Got bitches down the lobby, but I pass 'em to the homies Sneaky shit, get it quick Of course I'm high, look at my eyes I sleep during the day, and in the night I come alive You begging for the joint, we ain't passing on this side Just trynna prove a point, go get your own Don't stand in line, yeah Know your worth, go get it first Shit ain't easy, all these niggas try to cleanse me like a Purge See the nigga poppin it and they begging for a verse These phonies want me dead cause they know that I'm the worst [Hook: Yung Mavu] Swerve through the dark like I'm batman Eat that pussy up like I'm pacman I like tall skinny hoes cause they crazy But I'll take a fat ass on the daily She gave me net, oh oh Walk off with the set Money collect, oh oh Walk off with the set Stepping quick, do what I do Walk off with the set Got me a shawty, I get in the move Then I walk off with the set [Verse 2: Yung Mavu] Like a samurai, my sauce so hot Boy just quit the rapping, cause your bars are so not When I buy myself a coupe I'm gon be doing donuts But 'fore that, I gotta flex, so I pull up to your spot Your spot, yeah [Bridge: Yung Mavu & Che] Fully black, like a panther (Wakanda forevah) Of course you're hurtin', you can't see from my angle I'm on better shit, had to dip before shit went mental I'm on better shit, had to dip before that shit went mental Yeah, bitch Yeah, we really doing this [Verse 3: Che] Bitch I walk off with the set Now we coming for your neck You know I don't mind these niggas, go to sleep and I relax All these niggas taking shots, and they been shooting like the press Thats because I'm moving fast, can't even see my silhouette Now this niggas getting mad and they complain 'bout what I do All this older niggas hatin on he younging making moves Bitch I gotta make it happen, man I can't afford the lose Really gotta do whatever, man I can't afford the choose [Outro: Yung Mavu & Che] Man I gotta get it regardless Bitch I've been feeling like an artist I've been trapping in apartments People tell me that I'm heartless I dont really care where I end up, I don't remember where I started I don't really care I'm intelligent, I couldn't be retarded Yeah

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  • Yung Mavu