paroles de chanson Walk - evvls

You have no heart
Yeah, huh, yeah
I walk in that bitch, and they know that I'm him (huh)
I walk in that bitch and they know that-
Walk in (huh)
I walk in that (huh)
I walk in that-
Yeah

I walk in that bitch, and they know that I'm him
Can't take that designer off of my skin
He talking crazy his shooter got hit
I swear to God we not going for shit
I swear to God that I stole your bitch
I swear to God we gon' jugg your mans
Really spent ten bands on this fit
Even the cashier said, "Damn,"

Don't give one fuck about whatever he say, huh
Miami hoes want a three-way, huh
Mask on like I was Ceeday, huh
Choppa gon' give him a B-day present
She said Jay looking like BK, huh
Niggas gon' die, you can call that shit D-Day
Been MIA for like three days, huh
(I really don't fuck with these people)

Need like two bands for a feat, huh
I stole that bitch, feel like Pete
Too bad you nothing like Kanye
I stole his bitch and that nigga ain't peep
Spent half a band on a tee (on God)
Swear that my closet is archive
Shoutout Tana, shoutout my boy T
Me and my shooters gon' give you a hard time

Walk in that bitch and they know that I'm him
Can't take that designer off of my skin
He talking crazy his shooter got hit
I swear to God we not going for shit
I swear to God that I stole your bitch
I swear to God we gon' jugg your mans
Really spent ten bands on this fit
Even the cashier said-
Yeah (damn)

Really spent ten bands on this fit
Even the cashier said, "Damn,"
I walk in that bitch, and they know that I'm him (yeah, damn)
Miami hoes want a three-way, huh