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Walk Details

Vocal/Singer
Album
Music Comsposer Kodak Black
Lyricist Kodak Black
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Walk Lyrics Kodak Black

I’ma big stepper, I drip when I walk
I’m bringin’ pressure they run when I walk
I kicked the bitch out the Jeep, told her, “Walk”
Yeah, I jump on these beats and I walk
Slide, keep on slidin’ (walk)
Opps just keep on dyin’ (walk)
Spin ’round, spin ’round (walk)
Step down, step down (walk)
Hmm, Hellcat came with exhaust
You switch out on me, must be lost
KTB, Kodak The Boss
Candy paint Maybach, it gloss
Your bitch in here, she gettin’ tossed
Baguettes on my neck, look like frost
I’m bussin’ checks in her office
I play defense and offense
Run up, you get stepped on, I’m a demon, I throw crosses
Run down with my vest on, no such thing as bein’ too cautious
I took all my losses to the chin and then I charged it
Fresh out of prison, I’m already spinnin’, I’m right back where I started
.223s in the cartridge
.556s and switches
Ain’t sparin’ none of you bitches
Want sympathy, ain’t gettin’ it from me
My niggas love me, it ain’t ’bout the money ’cause they get to spinnin’ for free
I’m from the city, no pity, lil’ nigga went missin’ the other day, he was just three
I’ma big stepper, I drip when I walk
I’m bringin’ pressure they run when I walk
I kicked the bitch out the Jeep, told her, “Walk”
Yeah, I jump on these beats and I walk
Slide, keep on slidin’ (walk)
Opps just keep on dyin’ (walk)
Spin ’round, spin ’round (walk)
Step down, step down (walk)
Walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk in
Picked up a bag when I walked in
I fucked this bitch now that nigga keep stalkin’ my page
I got too many options, the main
I fuck all of my bitches the same
Turned in the Jag’ for a Range
I did the dash like Dame
She see my wrist and said, “Dang”
Audemars fresh out the pen
Wally whippin’ and walk ’round the kitchen with the pot right in my hand
Walk, step, slide, spin
Ain’t no Perc, fives, ten
Big size rim
My cousin Wakeem, talk me this
Don’t even lie, I walk
Whatcha called died, it wasn’t even my fault
One point five in a vault
I’m on the blogs every time that I talk
Thirteen carbon, I’m still gon’ walk
And I’m on lean today
Now I got behind me, they didn’t even chase
They don’t fuck with me ’cause they know they can’t
I’ma big stepper, I drip when I walk
I’m bringin’ pressure they run when I walk
I kicked the bitch out the Jeep, told her, “Walk”
Yeah, I jump on these beats and I walk
Slide, keep on slidin’ (walk)
Opps just keep on dyin’ (walk)
Spin ’round, spin ’round (walk)
Step down, step down (walk)

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