Luh Free - Walk Em Down (feat. Ron Cappo) Lyrics

I'm too stubborn to make peace, no, I'm not tryna talk it out
Hollow tip go through his hip, look like he tryna walk it out
Big brody totin' a 223, you tweak then he gon' clear the crowd
Hear this ARP let off from down the street cause this bitch loud
I got hoes ain't never trippin', bout no bops cause they be goin
Why lil' bro claim he got opps, but when it's that he don't be throwin
Don't be thinkin' what your cock cause you'll get shot and I be knowin
I got bro outside with chop, come to the spot and then we blowin
Finna hit the 'Field and link with Ron
Where the bitches, where the Don
Send a diss, we gon' bounce out blick, bail out, gettin' nat Von
Me and gang just threw a party, hella blicks and hella gas
Hella bitches shakin' ass, so you know we had a blast
Hold on, wait, he keep flexin', I'ma have bronem take his cash
Never leave out without my weapon, and you know I got my mask
Hold on, wait, you halfway steppin', let me show you how to crash
Keep tryna fight, thinkin' it's Tekken, I'ma leave his homeboys mad

Gon walk him down, gon walk him down, gon walk him down
I'ma walk him down, I'ma walk him down, I'ma walk him down
Now walk him down, now walk him down, now walk him down
We gon' walk him down, huh, we gon' walk him down, huh
We gon' walk him down, huh, we gon' walk him down

Uh, we gon' walk him down, nail his face into the ground
All these pussy niggas think they this and that they ass some clowns
Her pussy wet shit, I might drown
I'm the hottest out my town
It's 2024, we hoppin' out and we gon' walk him down
All these hoes gon' f*ck for clout
My name was mentioned what about
We bailin' out with ARPs, ain't no talkin', shoot it out
They ass be pussy, that's no doubt
F*cked on her mama couch
Niggas look for validation, verification and a vouch
So this is how I'm comin', ballin' shit, D'Andre Drummond
Say my name three times like Bloody Mary, Cappo gon' be summoned
Raw lil bitch done had me cummin'
We got aim no need for runnin
This bitch ain't never happy, either this or that, it's always somethin
Uh, bitch, we not gon' stop right here, you know I'm finna pop it off
Hit him in this shit like hole in one like we was playin' golf
Man, they block a ghost town, buddynem ass must got tossed
Uh, I'ma walk him down, Jeff walk him down, shit poppin', no exhaust
Walk him down

Gon walk him down, gon walk him down, gon walk him down
I'ma walk him down, I'ma walk him down, I'ma walk him down
Now walk him down, now walk him down, now walk him down
We gon' walk him down, huh, we gon' walk him down, huh
We gon' walk him down, huh, we gon' walk him down