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walka – jamais vu lyrics

[intro]
walka walka walka (yeah yeah mmm)
walka walka walka walka (yeah mmm mmm)

[chorus]
pockets are full so the money won’t fit
look at the people i crossed off my list
i’m upfront no i don’t sneak diss
these n+ggas be hoes and scared of my fists
i’ll make a n+gga my b+tch
nah i ain’t worried bout sh+t
some of these n+ggas they snake, fake
turn on you for a lil’ piece of cake
when they get money they change
when i get money i keep it the same
i want the m’s so f+ck the fame
you brought your b+tch
she shouldn’t have came
you say you a p, that self+proclaimed
people i don’t know, know my name
well i don’t even know they name
when i walk through they know it’s my presence
look at the way i walk and talk

[verse 1]
i count up the bread
i count up the money
i count up the racks
they want to fight over a simple retweet
don’t try me with none of that dumb sh+t
you better retreat
young n+gga spend that cash to my feet
n+ggas know that i drip in heat
f+cked yo hoe and yo hoe
then i repeat
how a n+gga just playing a hit and delete, me
i just get down on my business
what i did wasn’t none of your business
motherf+kers down on riches
n+ggas don’t know real pain
i had to walk to the rain
time time time and again
stacked this sh+t to spend on the benz
n+ggas going to ask where i been
nah that’s what i did
that’s what i did don’t worry about where i been
i knew your different intent
i know you thought i was dumb
but turns out you was lost
read a n+gga like a book
f+cked that hoe and now she hooked
me i’m the pro you ain’t nun but a rook (me i’m the pro you ain’t nun but a rook)
[chorus]
pockets are full so the money won’t fit
look at the people i crossed off my list
i’m upfront no i don’t sneak diss
these n+ggas be hoes and scared of my fists
i’ll make a n+gga my b+tch
nah i ain’t worried bout sh+t
some of these n+ggas they snake, fake
turn on you for a lil’ piece of cake
when they get money they change
when i get money i keep it the same
i want the m’s so f+ck the fame
you brought your b+tch
she shouldn’t have came
you say you a p, that self+proclaimed
people i don’t know, know my name
well i don’t even know they name
when i walk through they know it’s my presence
look at the way i walk and talk

[verse 2]
yeah yeah yeah
n+ggas all talk b+tch
i’m a walka
wanna be great that’s the only intent
you want the clout i know you pretend
you hoe made and it’s simple
kind of cute she got dimples
i pop the p+ssy like a pimple
i beat it up till that hoe crippled
the money coming in triple
rhyming world
you can hear through the peephole
i’m having this sh+t
i can’t be no thief though
your main b+tch wanna eat up my skeet though
all this ice
i had to go skiing
worry about you don’t focus on me
get so much p+ssy i’m turning it down
pretty smile no i don’t frown
all this ice and drip
[interlude]
“yeah, you see what the truth is, n+ggas swear they don’t f+ck with you, but you got this and that they forget about when you wasn’t s+++, you know. n+ggas get jealous, it’s sad. i don’t be tripping on none of that. i look at the b+tch she glad. she in my dm but get no text back. your b+tch, but you mad at me

[outro]
(walka b+tch)
(walka b+tch)
(walka b+tch)
(walka b+tch)

- walka lyrics

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