[Intro]
Ooh, (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Ooh bitch
Damn, Ryder

[Verse 1]
That designer look good, but I prefer her features
A-Ass shakin', like the bass up on my speakers
Thought I was a good boy, but I fucked around and freaked her
Crisp AirForce 1's, her coochie cleaner than these sneakers
And her best friend was my ex, I guess she fucked around and sneaked her
Please-Please don't cast a line, please just play your part
Like my bitches coming in 2's like they don't know what's up
Know her ass is phony, but you cannot come (?)
Put the choppa to your neck, you play with me at all
Groupie in the club chasing my bands, go pass the ball
Thought you seen a ghost that's just the gang, who you gon call?
Thought I wasn't getting fly, you don't know me at all

[Chorus]
Walk, walk, walk, walk, step on a n***a neck, yeah
Walk, walk, walk, walk, in my Nike checks, yeah
Walk, walk, in your auntie house and suck her breasts, yeah
Walk, walk, get that money up worry 'bout me less

[Verse 2]
Your bitch a birdie so I made her a nest (?)
(?), I beat my chest
(?), I bang my set
Big B's, yeah that's Booey n***a, still here screaming slatt
Big B's, yeah that's Booey n***a, guess I'm screaming blatt
Be going harder than my dick after I take that pocket (?)
[Chorus]
Walk, walk, walk, walk, step on a n***a neck, yeah
Walk, walk, walk, walk, in my Nike checks, yeah
Walk, walk, in your auntie house and suck her breasts, yeah
Walk, walk, get that money up worry 'bout me less
(Game up, game up, game up, walk, walk)