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icewear vezzo - walk down (2024) lyrics

[intro: bankroll freddie]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (phew, phew, bankroll)

[verse 1: bankroll freddie]
we can walk down, no shootin’ at no cars (we gon’ walk ’em down)
diss me in a song (garbage), lil’ n+gga, you won’t make it far (what? i just need my sp+ce right now)
matter fact, your p+ssy ass won’t make it to tomorrow (nah, come here, b+tch)
i got real deal shooters (yeah, let’s go), hey gon’ hunt you like a hawk (let’s go)
now they shoot you like a deer (baow), i’m richer than my peers (i’m rich)
and this sh+t didn’t come yesterday (nah, nah), this sh+t took me some years (took some years)
we all bleed the same (brrt, brrt), it ain’t no n+gga that i fear (we bleed the same)
and we done dropped a couple n+ggas, but i still ain’t got no tears on my face (baow, baow, shh)
b+tch, i’m paid (yeah), f+ck it, bought the case (i’m rich)
and if i catch another one, i might just do the race (yeah)
ayy, ballin’ is a habit, better ball like joel and pacers (woo, woo)
you gon’ f+ck ’round and go broke, you dummy b+tch, this ain’t no race, yeah (stupid)
trappin’ out the booth (trap, trap), i even saw sold pounds with sp+ce (trap)
sold so many pounds, this all my sh+t, i might go cop the wraith (skrrt)
yeah, yeah

[chorus: bankroll freddie]
yeah, uh, walk a n+gga down (go and walk him down)
we gon’ shoot up houses, tryna chalk a n+gga out (baow, baow, baow, baow)
ain’t with all that talkin’ (nah, nah), tryna see what n+ggas ’bout (not talkin’)
get goin’ and drop that addy (huh), we gon’ pull up at his house (drop the lo’, b+tch, f+ck n+gga, yeah)
i’ma walk a n+gga down (skrrt)
uh, walk a n+gga down (walk him down)
we gon’ shoot up houses (come here), tryna chalk a n+gga out (baow, baow, baow)
ain’t with all that talkin’ (nah, nah), tryna see what n+ggas ’bout (ain’t with the talkin’)
get goin’ and drop that addy (yeah), we gon’ pull up at his house (baow)
[verse 2: icewear vezzo]
yeah, bags and ice, two hundred in that tesla, almost ran the light
diamonds in my necklace, this b+tch pressure, look like flashin’ lights
can’t stand the mice, we can shoot that pipe if he ain’t tryna fight
trapper n+gga, f+ck a rapper ho just for the braggin’ rights
we got bankrolls, free my n+gga freddy until his case closed
i just bought new presi’ off of fetty, i keep a eight pole
my lil’ shooter’s heathen, b+tch, a demon, the way he takes souls
shoot sh+t for no reason, it look easy when we make pros
f+ck the label, n+gga, ceo, get twenty+three a show
walk him down, he was tryna run, we gettin’ feet and throats
i cop ice and funds, he twenty+one and just got kia wrote
hit the sh+t so hard, i turn the eye the way i beat the dope

- icewear vezzo lyrics

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