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walk - pradabagshawty lyrics

(pick a card, any card)

(this is a dj slimebxll exlusive)

[chorus]

(huh)
young n*gga’ walk with that stick; on god
hop box, pull up in tint; on god
said’ it was smoke, but ain’t dropping no dot
i get them bands and i get the sh*t out
hear you switched up but i’m staying the same
glock four four, chief keef; bang bang
these n*ggas’ mad i’m havin’ my ways
pradabag walk with that glock outta’ state (outta’ state)
and he pull up, gotta’ ten on the k
come to my trap, you get taxed for a play

[verse one]
level down twelve with that four five glock
i walk down, take off with dread lock
come through the spot, it’s a one stop shop
you want the green; it won’t come out the pint
i just might serve me a junkie today, he come again for my sh*t by tomorrow
i’m the one f*cked around had me a baby, that’ why i stop sippin’ pints out the bottle
?
came in thih’ bih’ with that cam’ron flow
i pause my sh*t and go f*ck on yo’ hoe
then i go roll up some dope
then i go chill with the bros
i count up, they ready; go slid with the bros
white hoe snortin’ on * can’t stop playin’ with ha’ nose
now she goin’ get in that mode; start takin’ off ha’ clothes
i mean, what can i expect?
f*ckin’ that b*tch off tha’ coke
h*ll nah n*gga’, you already know i can’t trust d*mn hoes

[chorus]

young n*gga’ walk with that stick; on god
hop box, pull up in tint; on god
said’ it was smoke, but ain’t dropping no dot
i get them bands and i get the sh*t out
hear you switched up but i’m staying the same
glock four four, chief keef; bang bang
these n*ggas’ mad i’m havin’ my ways
pradabag walk with that glock outta’ state (outta’ state)
and he pull up, gotta’ ten on the k
come to my trap, you get taxed for a play
(ppsshhhbbb)

[verse two]

young n*gga’ smokin’ on minute maid
spraying down on my hoe like mace
i stood on that block till’ i got caught
‘upping that glock and catch a fade
sippin’ on wock; it got me laid
too many seals in this sh*t; getting vicious (psshb)
flat back (psshb) in this b*tch i’m a menace
in the trunk, put some drugs together like a chemist
?
i do what i want, you n*ggas’ better remember
walk in the spot off perc; about a plenty
go in that body, go home; i repent

[chorus]

young n*gga’ walk with that stick; on god
hop box, pull up in tint; on god
‘said it was smoke, but ain’t dropping no dot
i get them bands and i get the sh*t out
hear you switched up but i’m staying the same
glock four four, chief keef; bang bang
these n*ggas’ mad i’m havin’ my ways
pradabag walk with that glock outta’ state (outta’ state)
(and he pull up, gotta’ ten on the k)

- pradabagshawty lyrics

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