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letra de jamais vu - walka

[intro]
walka walka walka (yeah yeah mmm)
walka walka walka walka (yeah mmm mmm)

[chorus]
pockets are full so the money won’t fit
look at the people i crossed off my list
i’m upfront no i don’t sneak diss
these n-ggas be hoes and scared of my fists
i’ll make a n-gga my b-tch
nah i ain’t worried bout sh-t
some of these n-ggas they snake, fake
turn on you for a lil’ piece of cake
when they get money they change
when i get money i keep it the same
i want the m’s so f-ck the fame
you brought your b-tch
she shouldn’t have came
you say you a p, that self-proclaimed
people i don’t know, know my name
well i don’t even know they name
when i walk through they know it’s my presence
look at the way i walk and talk

[verse 1]
i count up the bread
i count up the money
i count up the racks
they want to fight over a simple retweet
don’t try me with none of that dumb sh-t
you better retreat
young n-gga spend that cash to my feet
n-ggas know that i drip in heat
f-cked yo hoe and yo hoe
then i repeat
how a n-gga just playing a hit and delete, me
i just get down on my business
what i did wasn’t none of your business
motherf-kers down on riches
n-ggas don’t know real pain
i had to walk to the rain
time time time and again
stacked this sh-t to spend on the benz
n-ggas going to ask where i been
nah that’s what i did
that’s what i did don’t worry about where i been
i knew your different intent
i know you thought i was dumb
but turns out you was lost
read a n-gga like a book
f-cked that hoe and now she hooked
me i’m the pro you ain’t nun but a rook (me i’m the pro you ain’t nun but a rook)
[chorus]
pockets are full so the money won’t fit
look at the people i crossed off my list
i’m upfront no i don’t sneak diss
these n-ggas be hoes and scared of my fists
i’ll make a n-gga my b-tch
nah i ain’t worried bout sh-t
some of these n-ggas they snake, fake
turn on you for a lil’ piece of cake
when they get money they change
when i get money i keep it the same
i want the m’s so f-ck the fame
you brought your b-tch
she shouldn’t have came
you say you a p, that self-proclaimed
people i don’t know, know my name
well i don’t even know they name
when i walk through they know it’s my presence
look at the way i walk and talk

[verse 2]
yeah yeah yeah
n-ggas all talk b-tch
i’m a walka
wanna be great that’s the only intent
you want the clout i know you pretend
you hoe made and it’s simple
kind of cute she got dimples
i pop the p-ssy like a pimple
i beat it up till that hoe crippled
the money coming in triple
rhyming world
you can hear through the peephole
i’m having this sh-t
i can’t be no thief though
your main b-tch wanna eat up my skeet though
all this ice
i had to go skiing
worry about you don’t focus on me
get so much p-ssy i’m turning it down
pretty smile no i don’t frown
all this ice and drip
[interlude]
“yeah, you see what the truth is, n-ggas swear they don’t f-ck with you, but you got this and that they forget about when you wasn’t s—, you know. n-ggas get jealous, it’s sad. i don’t be tripping on none of that. i look at the b-tch she glad. she in my dm but get no text back. your b-tch, but you mad at me

[outro]
(walka b-tch)
(walka b-tch)
(walka b-tch)
(walka b-tch)

- walka

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