PLB Gambino - Walkdown Lyrics

Wake up every day, good drink, I'mma pour it
I'm f*ckin' that bitch and he didn't even know it
Dodgin' these hoe like Floyd
Got a water the money in order to grow it
I'm too geeked up, I'm too paranoid
I ain't dodgin' no smoke, no need to avoid
I ain't dodgin' no smoke, cause who I'mma fear
Got a flash on the Glock leave him stuck like a deer
I'm the ringleader, pressure my peers
Boy, this cup double, I ain't sippin' no beer
Took some honey and f*cked
Hoe droppin' a tear
Updated car flat screen, show the rear
Why you think I cooled off boy I'm upping the gear
Girl that pussy got power, I moan in her ear
AK with a sword, not spear
Unc got me pushin the cat hoe too hard to steer
Get the f*ck out my phone, bitch, you so nosey
Bald head bullets look like Mr. Moseby
Why you mad at the bitch cause she chose me? Why you speaking on me, bro, you don't even know me
Foldin' up a hoe like a pan of Stromboli
Girl that ass too fat, please come in and throw it
I'm strikin' that bitch would've thought I went bowling
Niggas ain't f*ckin' with me, bruh, I ain't even trollin
Her pussy wet ocean high as f*ck when I ride coasting
My song too damn hard, niggas still won't post it
Morton Grove with the yella my magical post
Ass fat as a bitch, hoe thicker than lotion
Raw doggin this hoe, what the f*ck is a Trojan
Niggas broke as a bitch, they ain't havin' no motion
I been gone for a minute, let's get this shit rollin
Even maduke know I love all the freak hoes
I can tell she a slut by the nails she got pink toes
Bitches be easy we hit em' like free throws
Got a ham in my pocket, all 50s a meat roll
Got my gun at the door, you get shot through the peephole
So you better watch how you approach
Nigga be lil as a hoe, he get stomped like a roach
I feel like Bill Belichick, watch how I coach
Damn, boy, this beat too groovy
That hoe got a big ass booty
What you smokin' on, bruh, I think this shit Zooties
I ain't f*ckin' that hoe, bruh, I heard she got cooties
Fire up a wood spot smellin' like dookie
My daddy 5 deuce so I looked up to Tookie
Do you wanna f*ck? Let's do it
PLB Paid Lil Bastard boy get with the movement
I said I'ma walk this hoe
Aw youn' wanna f*ck that's cool get the hell out my door
All this shit too crazy, I used to be poor
I never go back boy this shit on the floor
These shots cure naps, go straight to ya fro
I'm talkin' bout straight to your noggin
Nigga got cap in his rap he always flodging
Shout out Lil' Izzy and shout out Lil' Fligen
I'm tryna get rich buy my mama an island
Matter of fact, wanna buy her a continent
These niggas need to catch up, they run out of condiments
Go for it on 4th what I look like puntin' it
Pass the ball to my nigga what I look like runnin' it
99 carry, it ain't no fumbling
Bitch, open your ears, do it sound like I'm mumbling
Die quick tryna fight what I look like rumbling