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lirik lagu ​walk (remix) – 310babii, luh tyler & cash kidd

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[intro: 310babii]
like huh? like baow
how we doin’ it? (gotd*mnitdupri)

[chorus: 310babii]
walk, walk, walk, walk (like what? she goin’ up)
walk, walk, walk, walk (two shots, fill it up)
walk, walk, walk, walk (do it up, goin’ up, like what?)
walk, walk, now she walkin’ it out like—

[verse 1: luh tyler]
n*gga cappin’ in his rap, yeah, that boy an actress (he an actress)
bad b*tch, she super wet, she f*ckin’ up the mattress (the mattress)
i asked the lil’ b*tch where she from and she said calabasas (calabasas)
man, i can see this ho a runner, i don’t even need no glasses (need no glasses)
i’m in the club throwin’ racks, n*ggas throwin’ shade (throwin’ shade)
i done hit this lil’ b*tch from the back, she need another lace (need another lace)
she donе ate the kid and now she wan’ see how my brothеr taste (ugh)
my brother said we only smokin’ ‘za, we threw the bub away (threw the bub away)
i told this b*tch let’s make a movie, i ain’t tryna cuddle, bae (ain’t tryna cuddle, bae)
i just woke up to a check, no, it ain’t like them other days (ain’t like them other days)
i’m tryna get a n*gga whacked, he try somethin’, make the cutter shake (ffft, ah)
i’m gettin’ to them racks, b*tch, i’m in cali, slidin’ ’round the bay (slidin’ ’round the bay)

[chorus: 310babii]
walk, walk, walk, walk (like huh?)
walk, walk, walk, walk (like yeah, like what?)
walk, walk, walk, walk (like huh? like what? like)
walk, walk, now she walkin’ it out like— (like what?)
[verse 2: cash kidd]
n*gga walk right in heaven with his face off
put him on a tee like little league baseball
lil’ freak b*tch on my private like a prank call
she off the casamigos, but her pants, she better not take off
neck only, face covered like this paintball
these n*ggas, they can’t see me, but they feel me, call them ray charles
goofy died with his gun tryna play hard
new york jets, he wasted money on that ar
i’m rich, but i do bank fraud, you p*ssy, but your tape hard
california king with your queen, we finna play cards
my pape’ large, neck bustdown like it stay far
everybody in here got a switch just like a g*y bar

[chorus: 310babii]
walk, walk, walk, walk (i said like what? like huh?)
walk, walk, walk, walk (like yeah, like what?)
walk, walk, walk, walk (like huh? like what? like)
walk, walk, now she walkin’ it out like— (like what?)

[verse 3: 310babii]
no reason, you don’t got no reason to be broke
expensive denim, i’m talkin’ racks and got the loads
b*tch, check me out, i’m havin’ knots to spend for days
no reason to be broke, wanna get rich, show me the way
they ask me how i blew up, b*tch, i got the recipe
i’m next to blow, you dumb not to invest in me
b*tch, i’m havin’ my own motion, how is you gon’ flex on me?
same b*tch called me ugly, same ho textin’ me
like what the f*ck? that don’t make sense
if that sh*t don’t make dollars, it don’t make sense
i don’t wanna kick it with hoes, they be fake lit
i hate bein’ on instagram, n*ggas act fake rich
[chorus: 310babii]
walk, walk, walk, walk (i said like what? like what? she goin’ up)
walk, walk, walk, walk (two shots, fill it up)
walk, walk, walk, walk (do it up, goin’ up, like what?)
walk, walk, now she walkin’ it out like— (like huh?)
walk, walk, walk, walk (like huh? like what? oh)
walk (like), walk (baow), walk (baow), walk (baow)
walk, walk (like), walk, walk (like)
walk, walk, now she walkin’ it out like—

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