Walkin Up

(Zazza)

Like, come on

Come on

(Ayo, Double, you killed that on foenem grave)

Ayo, Jay, he right there

Flock that shit, ****

Like, he walkin' up, he don't notice that I got a gun?

Beam on the G make everybody— (C'mere)

Beam on the G make everybody run

Throwin' shots, make sure they don't have fun

Went there wit' eight then left there wit' none

Bro got the drop on a opp, get 'em the job

And they gettin' it done

Why you only threw one? (Graah, graah)

**** tryna sound like they my son

This **** horny, he think wit' his dick, like—

Get his self shot tryna rump

Flick at anybody, I flick it on drum

Halloween, now I'm dressed like a Nun (Word to bro)

Like, I feel like— (I feel like)

I feel like I am not throwin' enough

Blitz thru' that block, I was wearin' my—

Like, please do not think I'ma bluff

I was all black, brodie hooded up

He just gon' flick anybody who run

We was on—, spinnin' wit' a ton, like

That's when brodie went ku' wit' his gun

Hop out the V, (Graah, graah), lil' brodie on the hunt (Like, like, flock, flock)

I start spinnin', (Like), sent the crazy demon on a mission

They told me hit 'em, ootin' like a piston (Graah, graah)

Hop in the V, bro we gotta get missin', like (Word to my dead)

Oh, they don't get it? I start ootin' like I'm JJ Reddick

Bro put the beam on his top, (Graah, graah), let off a shot, (Graah, graah), watch how the **** forget it (Word to bro)

Found me a G, they wish I never met it (Like, like)

On the 8, I was totin' on bestfriend

Brodie, he up tryna flick at his necklace (Graah, graah)

We was on 5th, (C'mere), how we end up on 2nd? (TTGZ do hits)

Like, we unpleasant

He must not think I won't hop out this Tesla

Ain't had no G, bitch I was broke

I got some money and started investin'

30 clip, no it don't need a measure

This ain't no school, I'ma teach 'em a lesson

Feel like this spinnin' shit is just a heist

Need to get me away, need somebody like Lester

Don't need a driver, yeah, he's the best one

Dot on his face, I'm tryna hit his mental

Brodie a tweak, he tryna drive

We gon' do hits out the back of the rental (Word to bro)

Blood on the floor, shots to his head, it look like Shirley Temple

Bitch I been spinnin', don't care 'bout the law

He try to reach, I'ma throw at his dental (Like, like)

He don't know what I'm into, like

I'm wit' Sally, she was totin' Kendall

We was on timin', hoppin' out the—, like

Bro put the dot on his head like he Hindu (Like, word to bro, come here)

Like, he walkin' up, he don't notice that I got a gun?

Beam on the G make everybody— (C'mere)

Like, beam on the G make everybody run

Throwin' shots, make sure they don't have fun

Went there wit' eight then left there wit' none

Bro got the drop on a opp, get 'em the job

And they gettin' it done

Get 'em the job and they gettin' it done

Come here, come here

Beam on the G—