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otb fastlane - walk lyrics

[intro]
(x.o. think he all that)

[chorus]
this that dope+boy, ooh, that dope+boy diddy
ayy, like i ain’t got no friends, ain’t n0body f+ckin’ with me
ayy, i see you doin’ cool, but you’d do better f+ckin’ with me
she only bad up in pictures, that lil’ ho be catfishin’
ayy, walk with a limp, a walk, a walk, ayy
walk with a limp, a walk, a walk, yeah
i’m not one of them at all, at all, yeah
b+tch, put your ass in the air, twerk it on your head (ayy)

[verse 1]
why you always actin’ like a n+gga owe you somethin’? hey
always in your feelings like a lil’+ass ho or somethin’ (ayy)
broke in real life, on instagram, you gettin’ money, d+mn (ayy)
you ain’t gotta lie to lu+lu, keep that sh+t a hundred (hey)
ayy, this is for the gangsters up in texas
them youngins out in florida out there livin’ super reckless
them n+ggas on that west coast, cali with the p’s (ayy)
i never seent you in my life, so how the f+ck you in the streets?
i stepped in the party and these n+ggas hide the hoes (hide ’em)
put your ass in the air and put your head on the floor, ayy (hey)
i got all the p’s and the boxes, you ain’t know? (hey)
if it wasn’t for this rap sh+t, i probably’d never post (hey)
[chorus]
this that dope+boy, ooh, that dope+boy diddy
ayy, like i ain’t got no friends, ain’t n0body f+ckin’ with me
ayy, i see you doin’ cool, but you’d do better f+ckin’ with me
she only bad up in pictures, that lil’ ho be catfishin’
ayy, walk with a limp, a walk, a walk, ayy
walk with a limp, a walk, a walk, yeah
i’m not one of them at all, at all, yeah
b+tch, put your ass in the air, twerk it on your head

[verse 2]
i be on some other sh+t, they know i’m out my melon (ayy)
don’t give a f+ck if i know who did it, lu+lu never tellin’ (no)
ayy, i pull up, girl, let’s go to war, ayy, do that sh+t you texted me
ayy, do it and stick it, ayy, do it and stick it, yeah
i call all the static in the hood and they know it (lu)
hit the mall, f+cked off five thousand cash ’cause i was bored, ayy
i’m the one havin’ all the rackies, make me show it, ayy
on the north, i got hotter than jake paul had floyd
ayy, real n+gga gettin’ money, whole team winnin’, yeah
like a ceiling fan, them youngins spinnin’ and they spinnin’, yeah
‘fore i come to baby house, she tell me pop a percocet (ayy)
said, “you know this your cookie, big daddy, come and murder it” (ayy)

- otb fastlane lyrics

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