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Walking Dead
6
Hip-Hop
Walking Dead was released on May 7, 2026 by No More Heroes, LLC/Santa Anna as a part of the album Walking Dead - Single
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Release DateMay 7, 2026
LabelNo More Heroes, LLC/Santa Anna
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM162

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Babyy Walk
Babyy Walk
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Babyy Walk
Babyy Walk
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shaax
Shaax
Producer
Luis “Zeox” Zavala
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

What the fuck?
(It's the A1, that's Mase)
Like what the fuck?
Fuck wrong with these ****?
Like what the fuck?
(Then give it to me, boy)
What the fuck?
What you know 'bout spinning **** block late
Night creep up tryna make something bleed?
What you know 'bout wild **** down
Tryna take his breath with a new .23?
Brand-new Carti' took right off the wrist
With shit real blood, we had on our sleeve
Caught his ass late night, he was big and plead
Got your bitch in the trap, she on her knees
This rap shit, yeah, I want it put a P on the block
Tryna make something happen
Pushing up quick we love the static
Lil Philly want smoke 'cause his ass be bopping
Getting off dams that's ain't no trap
Made 10K quick spent that on fashion
I met a friend, I bet I crack it
I like my bitches bad and ratchet
We spent four tabs a **** ain't out and fuck it just count up the low
How I'm feeling lil' bro, I'll walk through the door
And the gun and the barrel just right to the hole
Get money fuck bitches and kill all the trolls
When he fall just shoot at the pole
If y'all know like I know they be ready to go
Last opp got caught got fried in the snow
I smoke the newest pack Dre Mo got caught doing all that diss
**** blood now, we love that spilling
Keep blowing the phone, this bitch be tripping
Ball in the streets just stay out the mix
We'll wrap his ass up just like it was Christmas
You on deuce **** shit let me know all the tens
Lil' psycho assist, I'ma go 'head finish
But y'all been knew that though
All the opps on the birds been getting that belt
Calling the biddy and ask for help
Last ask Lil Nick how that hot shit felt
He was talking next day he killed
Seven days in the garbage that lil' boy smelled
.23 Let it off his brains was peeled
Lil **** just playing the cards he dealt
I smoke the newest pack Dre Mo got caught doing all that diss
**** blood now we love that spilling
Keep blowing the phone, this bitch be tripping
Ball in the streets just stay out the mix
We'll wrap his ass up just like it was Christmas
You on deuce **** shit let me know all the tens
Lil' psycho assist, I'ma go 'head finish
What you know 'bout spinning **** block late
Night creep up tryna make something bleed?
What you know 'bout wild **** down
Tryna take his breath with a new .23?
Brand-new Carti' took right off the wrist
With shit real blood, we had on our sleeve
Caught his ass late night, he was big and plead
Got your bitch in the trap, she on her knees
This rap shit, yeah, I want it put a P on the block
Tryna make something happen
Pushing up quick, we love the static
Lil Philly want smoke 'cause his ass be bopping
Getting off dams that's ain't no trap
Made 10K quick spent that on fashion
I met a friend, I bet I crack it
I like my bitches bad and ratchet
What the fuck?
What the fuck wrong with these ****?
Written by: Babyy Walk
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