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Walk Down
Hip-Hop/Rap
Walk Down was released on August 20, 2024 by 2490451 Records DK2 as a part of the album WHAT WILL IT TAKE ?
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Release DateAugust 20, 2024
Label2490451 Records DK2
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kaylen Barlow
Kaylen Barlow
Songwriter

Lyrics

Aye, aye, thirty-three up in my clip Shoot that hoe just like I'm Scotty
That **** tried to run down, but he had died on arrival
And they be hiding we gonna hit that fucking block until we find them
Yea and I ain't tryna do no drive-by, get up on him
Walk down, hit that **** melon, now that boy a goner
You ain't talking bout no money, ****, why the fuck you talking
Make a play, we gone catch that **** walking, push up on him
And they behind, they ain't finna come outside like it's corona
Pull up on the street and then we finna get it cookin
****, you don't want it, and I be riding with that glock
A ****, move, he get shot, finna run down right now
Don't turn around, I'm hawking in I just be tryna hit a wig
Broad day, we finna spin, oh, that's him, we pulling in
My bro got that FN, yeah, aim that ho steady, b-licking at his chin
He pulling up right now, it ain't no ducking, ain't no going in
Nah, bitch, it ain't no ducking from the smoke
Ain't no rolling down the window, I hop out, let it blow
Paramedics on the scene, but his brain on the floor
And you ain't talking bout no money, then this convo can't flow
Hell nah, I ain't tryna talk about shit, but dough
And real recognize real, but ****, you's a ho
That **** playing with the gang, then we gotta up the pole
Blue strips all on me when I'm walking out the door
And I been that **** every time, bitch, I switch up the flow
Yeah, come inside my trap, we finna bake him like some dough
Stop being silly, you can't rap, but everybody knew that though
And imma post up with the strap, no, I cannot leave my pole
Fake t-hugging on the internet, what got that **** blow
Catch him walking outside, we finna knock him off his toes
And yeah, I could love a bitch, but I could never trust no ho
Them hoes be creep, they tryna stay around and get back door
Written by: Kaylen Barlow
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