Yeah
Let's go
Yeah
You know Lil Double 0 be Walk Down Gang
(Honcho on that beat, word, say that)
Ayy, this that real striker music, like, this for all my young niggas still ridin' strikers, livin' GTA
(Honcho on the beat, bah)
Young nigga ridin' 'em stolen cars, I call this bitch a striker
This steamer go too fast, fuck the police, I never liked them
I'm doin' a dash, I'm drivin' it fast, got a thick lil' opp on passenger seat
Uh, she fuck with the opps, make the wrong move, bitch, I'ma blast
Headshot, bitch brain on the seat
Young nigga ridin' 'em stolen cars, I call this bitch a striker
This steamer go too fast, fuck the police, I never liked them
I'm doin' a dash, I'm drivin' it fast, got a thick lil' opp on passenger seat
Uh, she fuck with the opps, make the wrong move, bitch, I'ma blast
Headshot, big brains on the seat
No limit on money, the new Master P
Told my doctor, I think I see Wock' when I pee
Can't run from no beef, ridin' around with two heaters
Young nigga walking shit down, but he don't wear a ski
Woah, you ain't seen nobody get heated (Heated)
You ain't never hop out with no chopper for equipment
You the type to bitch out when we on a high speed
I'm sittin' back, smokin' this shit is a breeze
But don't think I'm lackin', get too close, squeeze
Got a fine lil' red ho, 'Licia Keys
No talking 'bout prices, just take it or leave
No talking 'bout whacks, yeah, just put 'em to sleep (Walk down)
Walk Down Gang, we creep
Fuck that sleep, we puttin' shit up in the J (Wait)
Check who drivin' the car too fast, so I can't even hop out, fuck it, I hang out the roof, shoot the chop to the birds (Psh)
Want four K just for a verse, nigga know it don't work, nigga know my shit
Every beat I hop on twenty with them racks on
Rocks are diamonds, heavy, a neck might hurt
Heavy Draco, micro, on top of the world, let's snipe foe
Get money, we never'll wife ho, lil' Coke gon' walk down, fuck bein' broke
Havin' a Perc' throwback, come test just me and lil' Moe
Right now when we speak, everything I cap not rap, Double 0 from the street
Walkin' down on the opps and the beats
If young nigga be rocking 'em black chasers, it's 'cause of me
Got the whole city 4K fuckin' some pieces
Brand new Scatty stolen, fuck up the streets
Got a bustdown Rollie dancin', Michael Jackson
No cappin', I'm finna go permanent flawless teeth
Young nigga ridin' 'em stolen cars, I call this bitch a striker
This steamer go too fast, fuck the police, I never liked them
I'm doin' a dash, I'm drivin' it fast, got a thick lil' opp on passenger seat
Uh, she fuck with the opps, make the wrong move, bitch, I'ma blast
Headshot, bitch brains on the seat
She fuck with the opps, but I'm still gon' chop, I don't give a fuck if her nigga don't like me
Ride with them choppers like ice and my nigga puttin' in work, tryna earn 'em stripes
In a stolen car, I call this bitch a striker or a steamer, whichever you like it
Been chasin' the check, but I ain't save the night, they life is a gamble, I'm shakin' the dice, woah (Gamble, I'm shakin' the dice, woah)
Yeah, Big Walk Down Gang
Know what I'm sayin'? I'm really the general of this shit (Yeah, lil' brother Double 0 gon'—), like, I'm really CEO of this shit
Know what I'm sayin'? Like I be hearing all that
(Honcho on that beat, word, say that)
You know what I'm sayin'? Like, Big Walk Down Gang, big 4K, you know what I'm sayin'?
Slatt, walk 'em down
(Honcho on the beat, bah)
Walking down with hundred rounds and showin' niggas that we don't play that
Niggas shot up that house when my mama 'nem laid there, fuck it, gotta go get 'em some payback
Before I go out like a ho, I'm hoppin' out shootin', doin' the matrix
When the bump stock hit, leave a lil' nigga laid back, seen this shit 'fore it happened like That's So Raven (Shit 'fore it happened like That's So Raven)
