Walk his ass down, it's Lil Double 0 and the Walk Down Gang Yeah, it's YSL the business Walk his ass down, YSL [?] slatt, slatt Yeah, we got C4, [?] in this motherfucker, the backdoor kicker Yeah, we also got Lil Gotit in here We also got Lil Biggz in that G5 And we gon' walk your stupid ass down All about that money, nigga And you know how we comin' Straight from Bleveland, 'till we see you Walk his ass down Walk his ass down Walk his ass down Walk his ass down Walk his ass down Walk his ass down Walk his ass down Choppas on choppas And it's filled up with oppas Keep her doing with info, she set her locates to drop you And we move like a monster Ain't no stay strippin' lobster Kept it up with some millions We talkin' bout millions with posture (Let's get it) Catch him comin' through the cut, he lackin', wrong day Fill him up with hollow rounds, we did her son the wrong way Stayin' down to get this paper, I'm locked in, all ten to the streets No industry, I'm in the streets, everyday, I tote that heat You play with fire, you catch the cabinet, and you know I move the streets Surround myself around real gangstas, I clear hammers, I handle mine I spin your shit like, anytime, you our business, that crossed my mind You put your fine, now walk the line, you caught slippin', that cost a dime Ayy, once it's cost us, it's cost us I red-dot him, who shot him I walk him down with no problem I kick that door with Lil Gotit I up the score and they silent I'm on a plane, and it's private And I can't change or disguise it Not for the gang, cause they sidin' Oh, Mr. and Mrs. Door Kicker I think his strap got two bodies To sit here cut, no Ducati 3 Ms in the back, but no Mazi You still ain't made the deposit They left my name in the projects Can't hang if you ain't got no bodies Walk down, with beam on the Scotty (Let's go) Walk his ass down Walk his ass down Walk his ass down (Ayy, come here) Walk his ass down Walk his ass down Walk his ass down Walk his ass down (Nah, for real, walk down over here, slatt) Choppas on choppas And it's filled up with oppas Keep her doing with info, she set her locates to drop you And we move like a monster Ain't no stay strippin' lobster Kept it up with some millions We talkin' bout millions with posture (Slatt) Walk his ass down, since he hanging with them other guys Like, fuck a putdown, only way you with my gang, is if you walk shit down Ain't got to watch the backdoor, but C4, he gon' come through, he gon' slang that iron While they took off her big brother, but I still fucked her cause I'm double slime, slatt Six shots up in his stomach, give that boy an ache Lil' bro gone hang out with that Carbon, but I'm a sergeant, walk down with the Drac' Your shooter scared, lil' bro, he aimin' for the legs, take off his face Hop out, car go 200 (200), police can't keep up, bitch I'm runnin' (slatt, slatt, slatt) Nigga play we dumpin' (Hop out), lil' bro gon' walk sum down Walk his ass down (Ayy, down, ayy) Walk his ass down (Walk him down) Walk his ass down Walk his ass down Walk his ass down Walk his ass down (Woah, slatt) Walk his ass down Choppas on choppas And it's filled up with oppas Keep her doing with info, she set her locates to drop you And we move like a monster Ain't no stay strippin' lobster Kept it up with some millions We talkin' bout millions with posture (Slatt) Walk Walk Walk Walk Walk Walk Walk Walk (walk)