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letra de walkin out - dvsh

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[verse 1]
ayy, ayy
feelin’ like i’m chris breezy, runnin’ ’til my thighs burn
countin’ up this paper, finna do it ’til my eyes hurt
feelin’ like i’m 4pf, wait until its my turn
know we got that bape up in the honda, yeah, he’s light turnt
yeah, like serena got my rackies up
oh he a dweeb? let me teach him how to stack a dub
treat him like that dog sh-t, you know we finna bag him up
treat him like that ups job, we finna pack him up
huh, d-mn
know we send him off
why they saying dvsh broke as f-ck but i ain’t seen a drought
huh, nah, my pockets fat as h-ll
always beat they ass in the mall, now they mad as h-ll

[hook]
walkin’ out, best believe i probably had some sh-t on me
walkin’ out, best bеlieve brodie had his gl!ck on him
walkin’ out, bеst believe i probably had the baddest b-tch
walkin’ out, best believe i caught you with the saddest b-tch
walkin’ out, best believe i probably had some sh-t on me
walkin’ out, best believe brodie had his gl!ck on him
walkin’ out, best believe i probably had the baddest b-tch
walkin’ out, best believe i caught you with the saddest b-tch
[verse 2]
treat him like he key, and i promise we gon’ peele some
someone grab my drank, huh, ‘fore y’all go and spill some
oh you mr. capalot, actin’ like you k!ll some
treat this b-tch, like that stress ball imma feel some
huh, nah, imma squeeze it first
before we start f-cking, she like “dvsh can you eat it first?”
huh, nah, i don’t f-ck with salmon
every time i drop, imma blow, boy i love bin laden
huh, yeah, imma blow up
every time i hop up in the booth imma go up
every time i’m in his baby momma imma go nuts
why the f-ck she sending heart emojis? imma throw up
swear to god his baby momma might just be my favourite sin
trynna f-ck with gang empty-handed, you ain’t getting in
feelin’ like i’m iayze up in the whip, i’m finna make it bend
know i be the sh-t, ever since i had them baby hands
huh, nah, lemme chop it up
always be my pockets ass, d-mn these b-tches knotted up
he could be standing on the sun, he still not hot as us
started making paper and all these b-tches started poppin’ up

[hook]
walkin’ out, best believe i probably had some sh-t on me
walkin’ out, best believe brodie had his gl!ck on him
walkin’ out, best believe i probably had the baddest b-tch
walkin’ out, best believe i caught you with the saddest b-tch
walkin’ out, best believe i probably had some sh-t on me
walkin’ out, best believe brodie had his gl!ck on him
walkin’ out, best believe i probably had the baddest b-tch
walkin’ out, best believe i caught you with the saddest b-tch

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