Lyrics Walk Em Down (Don't Kill Civilians) [feat. Mustafa] - Metro Boomin , 21 Savage , Mustafa

We represent destruction -
Death, mayham, murder and madness -
You try me you gon' die
You try the squad you gon' die

Pourin' up drank sippin' wok by the pint
Rich -, I buy you my friendship with the bank
My bougie - be actin' like she loyal but she ain't
Fell in love with a hood rat, and she walk stank
My brother down the road wit a extendo on his shank
Feel like I can do whatever never say I can't
I won't move off my emotions, I'ma always think
Tracker on his car catch him at the light and bang

I'm a east side - with a bankroll
Used to call us country they don't want no gun smoke
I'm with the - but countin' money more fun tho
All the ops say they hard why they run for
All these choppas I can open up a gun store
Really street I ain't goin' for the Gusto
Give you cash money, I can't give no - tho
Buck shots hit his stomach now his guts gone

Walk that ni- down
Walk that ni- down
Walk that ni- down
Walk that ni- down
Walk that ni- down
Walk that ni- down
Walk that ni- down

Put your man down, better not make a sound
Brand-new Diamondback and it hold a hundred rounds
I ain't hit no kids 'cause I walk my man down
I won't hit no kids I'ma walk my man down

AK or the SK
Late night broad day
223 change your heart rate
Softer than a parfait
Used to serve in the hallway
Sold me a bag it was all shake
Called him back like I want eight (hello)
Thought I came to shop but it was all take

You know what I'm on -
You only tough on the camera phone -
I ain't finna rob you get your gamble on -
Y'all the type of - we put hammers on -
Beef about a - you a tender - rookie
I can't even cap his baby mamas - gushy
Amiri jeans stuffed with the blues all Tookie
Used to sell the gas now I'm sellin' all cookie

Walk that ni- down
Walk that ni- down
Walk that ni- down
Walk that ni- down
Walk that ni- down
Walk that ni- down
Walk that ni- down

Put your man down, better not make a sound
Brand-new Diamondback and it hold a hundred rounds
I ain't hit no kids 'cause I walk my man down
I won't hit no kids I'ma walk my man down

This hood - don't matter but when my - dies somebody gotta answer
Told him put his gun down, and he didn't make it to another November
Told my boy leave town, but he don't have the bread to really leave the gutter
And I'm starting to wonder, gotta find ways to not go under

Bro wants to kill again
Told him be patient you don't kill civilians
The drop will come back out if it's written in
No, we don't pray for war
But if it comes - know what we built for
Know what we built for

Shootouts in the winter
Bro got bigger
Finally, came home but to no real -
Just dice and liquor his old girl
But he don't miss her
He ain't the same he can't be with her

Tell me how to cope right
So many dead friends your prayers for the whole night
Tell me how to grow right
Locked in the cell and you hearing that your bro died
New state of mind if a - trips don't waste no time
Stay alive, stay alive
We spin and these - claim the crown

Bro wants to kill again
Told him be patient, these poor civilians
The drop will come back out
Back out
What's written in
Will never miss
We'll never miss

Bro wants to kill again
Told him be patient you don't kill civilians
The drop will come back out if it's written in
No, we don't pray for war
But if it comes - know what we built for
Know what we built for