Y.N.D - Walk Down Lyrics

Nigga I walk down, nigga you know I do not make a sound
Nigga I walk down, nigga you know I do not make a sound
Nigga I walk down, nigga you know I do not make a sound
No I do not make a sound
No I do not make a sound
Nigga I walk down, nigga you know I do not make a sound
Niggas gone talk down, but nigga, you know they do not make a sound
Nigga I walk down, nigga you know I do not make a sound
No I do not make a sound
No I do not make a sound
Nigga I walk down
Walkin them down with the mac like I got dead silence
Stay in the booth, I ain't tryna cause violence
But niggas be wildin' and aint really bout it
Smooth like LeVert, sneaky bitch tryna flirt
Cause she said that we winning, she winning, I doubt it
Off onna road tryna pull up and go
This the first for the show, so we high like a pilot
Uh, yeah, started from EBT
Now they get money, they envy me
Shit tryna lick on the BBC
Little boy mini me
Slam on the bitch like a DDT
Literally I know these niggas be kidding me
Seeing him flex with no money be killing me
Smokin' on Jane like I'm Peter P
Feelin' like bronny the way that I clutch this heat
Nigga I walk how I walk
But niggas don't talk how they talk
Just put a buttload of cash in my vault
He tryna bite, we spray him with some off
Make him my way with this bitch like she lost
And I'm givin' up, I got her feeling exhaust
Feelin' like money, don't care what I bought
Gotta stay quiet and never get caught
Cause nigga I walk down, nigga you know I do not make a sound
Nigga I walk down, nigga you know I do not make a sound
Nigga I walk down, nigga you know I do not make a sound
No, I do not make a sound
No, I do not make a sound
Nigga I walk down
Uh, walk him down, he can't breathe
I'm finna hang his ass like some briefs
Light skinned bitch, cookies and cream
Come to my office, nigga like the dean
Not from earth, nigga like Sheen
Go to the hoop and score Hakeem
No more broke shit, new Celine
Walk down gang, nigga get the sprayin'
Too many niggas in the room we not sparin'
Niggas in they feelings, nigga like Karen
Talk that shit, boy, what you sayin'
When we slide, nigga get the prayin'
Pop me a senzu nigga, Super Saiyan
You hate me, you love me, bitch, you a fan
Glock on the wall, nigga, like Van
Cause they finna fry me out
Got a Glock in this bitch finna' air it out
And we start from the bottom, the f*ckin' drought
Niggas watchin' me just like a f*ckin' scout
Had to cut off these hoses to better route
And they actin' out, for the f*ckin' clout
Drugs squishin' me like a f*ckin' crowd
Call my shooter' nigga told him bang it out
Cause nigga I walk down, nigga you know I do not make a sound
Nigga, I walk down, nigga you know I do not make a sound
Nigga, I walk down, nigga you know I do not make a sound
No, I do not make a sound
No, I do not make a sound
Nigga, I walk down