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lil double 0 & future - walk down lyrics

[part i]

[intro: future]
came up from nothing now
everything we did, pop a pill
f+ck these n+ggas, take ’em on a trip (atl jacob, what the f+ck you mean?)
i gotta show a n+gga the sinnin’ sk!ll, yeah, yeah

[verse: lil double 0 & future]
this sh+t get scary, blood like mary when i walk down on an opp
i think ’bout homicides and walkin’ down since they had took my pops
see, from the city where i come up, n+ggas really don’t give a f+ck
walk down, young n+gga turned thirteen with a big glock 19 tucked
sellin’ dope, i ain’t have a job, broke as f+ck, we used to rob
i was down bad in that kitchen, turnin’ powder into hard (pluto)
you ain’t never served a j (uh), you ain’t never made a play (get down)
you ain’t nеver had to walk down (pluto) broad day shootin’ no drac’, p+ssy (get down)
uh, walkin’ with a pocket full of stonеs like i was pimp c
can’t forget about my houston b+tches f+ckin’ and they sip lean
got gangster hoes from tennessee
new ‘bows comin’ in every week
new hoes comin’ in, f+ckin’ freaks
don’t love ’em, i just pass ’em, g (g)
spent a curry on the t++th, thirty ball
k!ll ’em on camera, ski mask do the job
wi+fi lit, n+gga, get on the block, go handle business, ayy
walk down with switches, ayy
unload the glock, hit all the witness, ayy
[part ii]

[intro: lil double 0 & future]
yeah, okay
uh, uh, uh
walk down, uh

[verse: future & lil double 0]
big old chopper, you catch your opps, you better (walk down, uh)
i got that carbon, i’m sendin’ a n+gga to elvis (walk down, uh)
just a lil’ demon, just a real stepper (walk down, uh)
i’m drinkin’ dope, i like to beam up then (walk down, uh)
it ain’t even fair no more, the score all way up (uh, uh)
she sellin’ p+ssy now, she hoed all way up
pull up in a half a ticket (woah), doors all way up (yeah)
i just f+cked this bad b+tch (woah, woah, woah), my pants d+mn near up (uh, uh)
i done made her cum, she got nut on my shirt (shirt)
after i f+cked the b+tch, walked out rockin’ my merch (she rock my—)
i got a real one to put a glock in her purse (got it in her, b+tch)
i’ma be the flyest n+gga ever on this earth
ain’t goin’ back and forth with no ho, put in some work (put in that work)
i’m gettin’ money, b+tch eat me up like dessert, yeah
send them reckless shooters, be leavin’ in a he+rs+, yeah
my lil’ n+gga juvy gon’ make mamas hurt, woo
five rings on, five chains on
n+gga get they issue with that chopper, now they brain gone
[chorus: future]
i just walked a, i just walked a, i just walked a n+gga down, yeah (uh)
i just, i just walked— (walk down, uh)
i, i just walked a n+gga down (walk down, uh)
i just, i just walked a n+gga down (walk down, uh)
came up from nothin’ now (walk down, uh)
everything we did pop a pill (walk down, uh)
f+ck these n+ggas, take ’em on a drill (walk down, uh)
i gotta show a n+gga my sinnin’ sk!ll (walk down)

- lil double 0 future lyrics

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