Yeah, yeah (Deko)

Whoa, hold on (OG Parker)

Uh

Walk it, like I talk it (walk it)

Walk it, like I talk it

Walk it, walk it like I talk it (woo!)

Walk it, like I talk it (yeah!)

Walk it, like I talk it (walk it)

Walk it, like I talk it

Walk it, walk it like I talk it (woo!)

Walk it, like I talk it (hey!)

Walk it, like I talk it (walk it)

Walk it, like I talk it (walk it)

Walk it, like I talk it

Walk it, walk it like I talk it (woo!)

Walk it, like I talk it (talk it)

Walk it, like I talk it (ayy!)

Walk it, like I talk it

Walk it, walk it (woo)

Like I talk it (yeah!)

Take my shoes and walk a mile

Something that you can't do (woo, hey!)

Big talks of the town, big boy gang moves (gang moves!)

I like to walk around with my chain loose (chain, chain!)

She just bought a new ass but got the same boobs (same boobs!)

Whipping up dope, scientist (whip it up, whip it up)

(Cook it up, cook it up) (Skrrt-Skrrt!)

That's my sauce, where you find it?

(That's my sauce) (Look it up, look it up, find it)

Adding up checks, no minus

(Add it up, add it up, add it up, add it up, yeah)

Get your respect in diamonds (ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice)

I bought a 'Plain Jane' Rollie

These niggas bought they fame (woo!)

I think my back got scoliosis 'cause I swerve the lane (skrrt!)

Heard you signed your life, for that brand new chain (I heard)

Think it came with stripes, but you ain't straight with the gang (Gang, gang!)

Walk it, like I talk it (walk it)

Walk it, like I talk it

Walk it, walk it like I talk it (walk it)

Walk it, like I talk it (woo!)

Walk it, like I talk it (walk it)

Walk it, like I talk it

Walk it, walk it like I talk it (talk it)

Walk it, like I talk it (let's go)

Walk it, like I talk it (walk it)

Walk it, like I talk it (woop!)

Walk it, like I talk it

Walk it, walk it like I talk it (hey!)

Walk it, like I talk it (walk it)

Walk it, like I talk it (yeah!)

Walk it, like I talk it

Walk it, walk it like I talk it

Ayy! I gotta stay in my zone

Say that we been beefing, dog

But you on your own

First night, she gon' let me fuck 'cause we grown

I hit her, gave her back

To the city, she home (she at home now!)

That was that

So I can't be beefing with no wack nigga, got no backbone

Heard you living in a mansion in all your raps though

But your shit look like the trap on this Google Maps, though

We been brothers since Versace bando, whoa

Name ringing like a Migo trap phone, whoa

Used to be with Vashtie at Santo's

That's on Tommy Campos

We live like 'Sopranos'

And I