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p yungin - walk it out lyrics

[intro]
you know what it is
big 38, n+gga, 4k+trey

[chrous]
rip lil trent, know i ain’t never showed no fake hand
these diamonds real on my neck, you play i bust your man
choppa walk him down and leave him dead, leave him on his hands
we don’t send no threats b+tch this extension it’ll f+ck your friend

[post chrous]
i don’t give no f+ck cause, b+tch, you know that i got f+ckin’ bands
knots up in my pocket, make that bullet f+cking touch your friend
while they go touch your cl!ck, i’ma be in the back seat, chopping it up with ten
i thought he was up in a casket, and my whole gang they had a grand

[verse]
make that p+ssy touch the pavement, since he speaking on me in the wind
remeber you ain’t wanna f+ck with me, wanna f+ck with me now in the end
put this laser in your face and this b+tch here gone touch your chin
i ain’t gotta c+ck it one in the head, and that hoe more than 10
i got n+ggas who been juggin’, they been packing all up in the pen
saw big gutter work that dog food, so he ain’t have to work again
runnin’ in the streets and we was thuggin’, we was clutching sticks
make them call your name n+gga, b+tch, that’s on lil f+ckin’ trent

[chrous]
r.i.p lil trent, know i ain’t never showed no fake hand
these diamonds real on my neck, you play i bust your man
choppa walk him down and leave him dead, leave him on his hands
we don’t send no threats, b+tch, this extension it’ll f+ck your friend
r.i.p lil trent, know i ain’t never showed no fake hand
these diamonds real on my neck, you play i bust your man
choppa walk him down and leave him dead, leave him on his hands
we don’t send no threats, b+tch, this extension it’ll f+ck your friend

- p yungin lyrics

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