vonoff1700 - walk down lyrics
[intro]
we hollygrove, we r.i.p. sh_t
we hollygrove, we r.i.p. sh_t
we hollygrove, we r.i.p. sh_t
free k!lla, b_tch
we hollygrove, we r.i.p. sh_t
we hollygrove, we—
[verse]
i remember we’d see sane ‘nem and got all on they ass
we got rolls and we got poles and b_tches, plus they stupid bad
catch you loafin’ on north ave, your tag gon’ need a f_ckin’ tag
i got cash, plus these purple jeans that’s hangin’ off my ass
this shorty black, i call famous, there he go, he on your ass
until his day, it’s free k!lla, did the dash until he crashed
but away, we gon’ hit the o and empty hеlla mags, you n_ggas f_gs
got your b_tch right here, smackin’ on her ass
wе like glocks and we like hot cars
you n_ggas broke, i’m laughin’ at you, haha
moe man got that pack, they hit his phone, say this that zaza
i f_cked her good and sent her off, your b_tch still call me dada
we hit your blocks with glocks and set it off, this b_tch go, “fah, fah”
this b_tch like fast cars, he like nascars
if he a b_tch, then he a b_tch, boy, that’s his d_mn fault
he popped out on his block with a fade, we left his ass bald
travis hit the line, make sure i’m good, my last call
he dissed the gang, pull up where he hang and knock his ass off
shorty off the xans, he loose as h_ll, i watched him dead walk
you on that block, you tweakin’, pull up, knock your head off
you in the party, shake your head, i’ll knock your dreads off
back to the opps, we gon’ pull up and send some shots
you come through fast, we flip your hot
free lil k, bound to send some shots
the 4s, we got the city hot
the ‘sanes, they claimin’ what they not
foenem done f_cked on all the thots
and we done spinned a lot of blocks
and we done sent a lot of shots
and we done took a lot of glocks
and i ain’t got time ’cause i ain’t no clock, b_tch
get wet up like a mop, b_tch
i’m up top smokin’ top, b_tch
i’m coolin’ with your thot, b_tch
i’m coolin’ with your thot, b_tch, in the two_seater
and i’m groovy and i’m clutching’ on my motherf_ckin’ heater
i got two glockies, knock you out the rocky, your b_tch give me toppy
i hate the opps, everything i do, they ass gon’ try to copy
i’m on my block and if you say i’m not, b_tch, come try to stop me
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