Walk Down lyrics

Pooh Shiesty

[Intro: Pooh Shiesty & BigKayBeezy]
(Know to let that MAC fly just like my n***a Dough)
Let's go, let's go
Ayy
Let's go
Skrrt, ayy
Ayy (Blrrrd)

[Chorus: BigKayBeezy]
Walk down gang, we don't drive-by
You was pu**y, now you gang gang, look how time fly by
I'm in this rental off two 30s tryna slide
Any n***a diss the guys, they had died
And if not, God on they side, ayy

[Verse 1: BigKayBeezy]
pu**y, yeah, you chicken, come get fried
We got pressure in these 30s, come outside and this pressure gettin' applied
I want him gone, he keep f**kin' up my vibe
Yeah, he 12, he all on Live
Actin' tough as hell, he must be out his mind, uh
Big boss Beezo in this b*t*h, I'm out my body
I'm gettin' rich, I feel like Roddy
Serve the fiends Fentanyl and molly, uh
Told her don't act like you want me, b*t*h, you want my profit
I could make her think she poppin' when she not, I was just flodgin', uh
Big boss status
Pockets fat as hell, they on ol' Rick Ross status
Don't get flipped like you in gymnastics, uh
n***as hard online, but in real life, he made of plastic
You ain't built the way I'm built, 'cause you wasn't cut from the same fabric

[Chorus: BigKayBeezy & Pooh Shiesty]
Walk down gang, we don't drive-by
You was pu**y, now you gang gang, look how time fly by
I'm in this rental off two 30s tryna slide
Any n***a diss the guys, they had died
And if not, God on they side (Ayy, yup)

[Verse 2: Pooh Shiesty]
I want 'em to see my face when I walk down, ain't no disguise
We'll still creep on you, I'll make time
Two to the dome, it's for sure he died
I know he finished, don't go check, I got bullets you can't survive
Better enjoy that life you livin', these blue tips eat you alive
Still take hits for the top dollar, remember it just cost a dime
Bad b*t*h, I make her swallow, now all her captions say "Slime"
He robbed me, tried me like a rapper, b*t*h, this sh*t deeper than rhymes
Caught out of bounds and we whack 'em, ain't no get-back for your guys (Nope, nope)
I'm head honcho, my main hitters locked, so I go spin myself
These diamonds dancin', Five-seveN hold up my pants, don't need a belt
It's just me and eight bad b*t*hes, where members at? I need help
I'm puttin' you out after we f**k, she text me back, "That's how you felt?"
I'm banging big So Icey Gang, yeah, this the kind that don't even melt
I got some sh*t you can't run from, you'll be whacked 'fore you take a step
We walk 'em down with Air Force 1s, hop out on you, shootin' like I'm Steph
My 50 cal too loud, suppressor on it so I won't go deaf

[Chorus: BigKayBeezy & Pooh Shiesty]
Walk down gang, we don't drive-by
You was pu**y, now you gang gang, look how time fly by
I'm in this rental off two 30s tryna slide (Slide, gone)
Any n***a diss the guys, they had died
And if not, God on they side, ayy

[Verse 3: BigKayBeezy]
Hop out the whip, walk 'em down and get ghost
They like, "Beezy, chill out, you be doin' the most"
One opp down, so you we makin' a toast
A hundred more rounds for whoever was close
I put red in his head, now he look like Lil Boat
And shout out to Yachty, that's bro
Might go hit a lick and fall off in a club with the glick in my coat
n***a, who want the smoke? Uh
Walk down gang, we don't drive-by
He was Neutron, now he gang bang, look how time fly by
I got his OG sittin' there cryin', she like, "God, why?"
I put thirteen hollows in his mind just when he thought sh*t was fine

[Outro: Pooh Shiesty]
Let's go
Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
Ayy


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