BigWalkDog - Trick

Uh
(FOEVERROLLING)
Hey
Hey
Hey
BigWalkDog
Hey
Hey
Hey
Drivin' 'cross the state
Hey

I come from the Trick where we was boxed in like it wicked film
I carry my weight around, these bitches, and I ain't hit the gym
That boy ain't no shooter, he a lay-up and won't hit the rim
This choppa go through buildings, what you think it do when it hit yo' limb?
I'm at double quick for chicken deal, blue K9, that fifty pill
Some people don't even get to live, prolly never see a M
I'm in the position you can't get in, you can't fit in here
My pockets so colossal, money got me usin' synonyms
Is you rollin'? Nah, this a Rollie
I mean a AP, niggas ain't me and they notice
I'm at these shows and I'm performin' wit' it on me
I got enough static for you and all your homies (ha, ha)
You got it on you? Well, I'ma take it off from him (hey)
Take a nigga chain, and tell him gone and make a offer, ayy
When they catch up wit' him, they won't start off with no talkin'
Man, this shit might end in coffins
And ain't nobody walkin' out, hey
I'm so thoroughbred
WalkDog, he gon' pop out in the city like a turtle head
Murder, what she wrote, they tryna read and see what murder said (let's go)
I was taught to get it out the mud, don't you know no other man
Niggas dropped the ball for shit at all like he got butter hands
If you cut they writs, they still a switch, gon' use they other hand
Blew a 100K in twenty days, that ain't that much to spend (hey, hey, hey)
I went got it back, we keep some bread like we the Muffin Man (man)
Got it in the club, I won't get touched, they think I snuck it in
If I'm with my brothers, it's a cutter, he go tuck it in
If niggas get to rushin', ain't no question, then we buckin' then
She built like a bottle, like a model, ain't gotta suck it in
I was in the trail, I had a scale across from Russian men (ha, ha)
That's another play, hey
Bag up all the onions, then we drive 'em 'cross the state, hey
He put on a stocking cap, don't care if they see his face, hey (nope)
Eight hundred some horses, like a Porsche do the race, hey

Ha, ha, that's another-
That's another-
Ha, ha, that's another-, mm
We gon' take 'em on a race, BigWalkDog
Hey
Hey
BigWalkDog, ha, ha

Written by:
Dajour Jamal Walker, Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr., Ryabov Kirill Vladimirovich, Teslenko Artem Alexandrovich

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