Soufside Dre - Walk

{intro}
(speed on it, skrrt)

{chorus}
Gotta' turn the headphones up, gotta' get fucked up
Gotta' double my cup, niggas be talkin', these niggas, they knowin' wassup
I get on beats and i walk it, niggas they know i just walk, like i talk it
Yeah i'm deep on the field, like i'm brady, from boston
I might shoot at a nigga, like i'm jaylen from boston
Yeah, these niggas know they can't fuck with me, bitch i'm banging that get bands, that gb
If you claiming it's up then it's stuck with me, i get busy and shit, cause it's up to me
Punch on him like muhammed ali, pour up the cup, now it's turning it bubbly
Dirty the sprite, now, i'm calling it bubbly, shawty she drinkin' me, just like some bubble tea, yеah

{verse 1}
When i rock out the show, they likе totally, dude, i'ma trap-star bitch, i'm working my move
Making song after song, yeah, i'm all in the groove, they be spinnin' my shit on the ones and the twos
Yeah, i'm winning and winning, you motherfuckin' lose, get the racks everyday, so a nigga don't snooze
Got yo' bitch at the crib, so you know who she choose, i don't pour me no line, i pour more than a deuce
If he get out of line, then i'm smackin' that fool, tote that carbon combine, but my shooters don't hoop
But my shooters d1, 'cause they know how to shoot, run in spot, take yeah, we grabbin' the loot
When in b-more, they callin' me dummy, they like "souf get the cash, and we fuck with 'em, dummy"
When you talkin' to me, better keep it a hunnid, way i'm getting this shit, man, it came in abundance
Shit, i pulled on her tracks, then she threw on her bonnet, treat the game like a hack, we the youngins' who run it
Trap a knick-knack, but it's still making money, no argue, no tic-tac, i just get to the money
I don't fuck with that chit-chat, boy, these niggas be funny, 'finna catch me a deal, and it's better than bunny
I'm a bad kid, (?...) store i was running, i ain't have shit, now look how i'm coming
(speed on it, skrrt)

{chorus}
Gotta' turn the headphones up, gotta' get fucked up
Gotta' double my cup, niggas be talkin', these niggas, they knowin' wassup
I get on beats and i walk it, niggas they know i just walk, like i talk it
Yeah i'm deep on the field, like i'm brady, from boston
I might shoot at a nigga, like i'm jaylen from boston
Yeah, these niggas know they can't fuck with me, bitch i'm banging that get bands, that gb
If you claiming it's up then it's stuck with me, i get busy and shit, cause it's up to me
Punch on him like muhammed ali, pour up the cup, now it's turning it bubbly
Dirty the sprite, now, i'm calling it bubbly, shawty she drinkin' me, just like some bubble tea, yeah

{verse 2}
Hop in the whip, and i'm flossin', my bitch she bossin', i get on beats and i walk it
Callin' that bitch, ain't no talking, tell her pull up, and i fuck on that bitch til' exhausted
Niggas try to ride on my wave, they sick, they nauseous, on the mortal kombat, moves too flawless
Intercept a play like brian dawkins, i got dreads and shit so you know that i'm locked in
On a beat i don't play, i just walk it, wanna play with the kid, then we chalk 'em
Spend a ten fast on my miami dolphin, cheat on my hoe then i tossed it
Trappin' and i'm scammin' out the fucking bank, on my meliodas, you can't fuck with me, bitch, what you think?
Tell 'em how you up yo rank, gb be my fucking gang
My potnas', they crazy, they goin' insane, and i'm dodgin' these bitches, no baby, no ring
Tellin' dolla to pass me the lean, in the trap with a glock with a beam
Fuck the bitch then i'm breakin' her spleen, got her hooked in the sky like kareem, yeah, she was a summer time fling

{chorus}
Gotta' turn the headphones up, gotta' get fucked up
Gotta' double my cup, niggas be talkin', these niggas, they knowin' wassup
I get on beats and i walk it, niggas they know i just walk, like i talk it
Yeah i'm deep on the field, like i'm brady, from boston
I might shoot at a nigga, like i'm jaylen from boston
Yeah, these niggas know they can't fuck with me, bitch i'm banging that get bands, that gb
If you claiming it's up then it's stuck with me, i get busy and shit, cause it's up to me
Punch on him like muhammed ali, pour up the cup, now it's turning it bubbly
Dirty the sprite, now, i'm calling it bubbly, shawty she drinkin' me, just like some bubble tea, yeah

{bridge}
Shawty she drinkin' me, just like some bubble tea, yeah
Woah, woah, i'm the krashhh kidd, yeah you knowin' wassup with me (i'm the krashhh, bitch)
Krashhh, brr

{verse 3}
Aye, told that bitch i'm sippin' on the muddy drink
I be on some other shit if a nigga come for me
Running to the bank, nigga, that shit like a money tree
Fuck what you think, nigga, drugs keep me company, aye
Black trucks outside swear that shit so luxury
I was in the trap looking at cameras right above me
I done fell in love with codeine, i be praying i don't od
Bitch on the fucking cocaine, fuckin' bitches i'on know names
In the stu', i'm goin' insane, ride around, choppa with me
In the whip i'mma switch lanes
Tell that bitch i'm going insane
Bitch you know i'm with the gang, gang
Get that shit and maintain

{outro}
(speed on it, skrrt)