Walk Em Down (Don't Kill Civilians) (ChoppedNotSlopped|Explicit) - Metro Boomin/21 Savage/Mustafa

Lyrics by：Peter Lee Johnson/Simon Hessman/Leland Wayne/Carlton Davis Mays Jr./Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Mustafa Ahmed

Composed by：Peter Lee Johnson/Simon Hessman/Leland Wayne/Carlton Davis Mays Jr./Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Mustafa Ahmed

We represent destruction n***a

Death mayhem murder and madness n***a

You try me you gon' die

You try to score us you gon' die

Chopstars

It's chopped up and not slopped up mane

OG Ron C DJ Candlestick

What

Pourin' up drank sippin' Wock' by the pint

Rich n***a I buy you my friendship with the bank

Pourin'-pourin'

Pourin' up drank sippin' Wock' by the pint

Rich n***a I buy you my friend-

Pourin'-pourin'

Pourin' up drank sippin' Wock' by the pint

Rich nig- I buy-I buy you my friendship with the bank

My boujee-boujee ***** be actin' like she loyal but she ain't

Fell in-fell in love with a hood rat and she walk stank

My brother-brother down the road with a 'xtendo shank-shank

Felt like I can do whatever never say I can't

I won't-I won't move off my emotions I'ma always think

Tracker-tracker on his car catch him at the light and bang

I'm a Eastside n***a with a bank-

Used to call us country they don't want no gun-

I'm with this **** but countin' money fun-fun though

All the opps say they hard why they run-

All these choppers I can open up a gun-

Really street I ain't goin' for the guts though

Give you cash money I can't give no **** though

Shot-shots hit his stomach now his guts gone

Walk that down-down

Walk that n***a down walk that n***a down

Walk that-walk that n***a down walk that n***a down

Walk that-walk that n***a down walk that n***a down

Put your man down bet' not make a sound

Brand new-brand new Diamondback and it hold a hundred rounds

I ain't-I ain't hit no kids 'cause I walk my man down

I won't-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

N***a softer than a parfait

Used to serve in a hallway

N***a 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

P***y you know what I'm on p***y

You only tough on the camera phone p***y

I ain't finna rob you get your gamble on p***y

Y'all the type of n***as we put hammers on p***y

Beef about a ***** you a tender-d**k rookie

Beef about a ***** you a tender

Beef abou-

Beef about a ***** you a tender-d**k rookie

I can't even cap his cap his baby mama **** gushy

Ami-Amiri jeans stuffed with them blues all tookie

Used to-used to sell the gas now I'm sellin' all cookie

Walk that down-down

Walk that down-down walk that down-down

Walk that down-down walk that down-down

Walk that down-down walk that down-down

Put your-put your man down bet' not make a sound

Brand new-brand new Diamondback and it hold a hundred rounds

I ain't hit no kids 'cause I walk my man down

I won't-I won't hit no kids I'ma walk my man down

I won't hit no kids I'ma walk my man down

I won't-I won't

I won't hit no kids I'ma walk my man down

This hood **** don't matter

But when my n***a die somebody gotta answer

Told him put his gun down

And he didn't make it to another November

Told my bro"Leave town"

But he don't have the bread to really leave the gutter

And I'm startin' 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'll come back out if it's written in

No we don't pray for war

But if it comes n***as know what we built for

N***as know what we built for

Shootouts in the winter bro got bigger

Finally came home but to no real n***as

Just us and liquor his old girl but he don't miss her

He ain't the same he can't be with her oh

Tell me how to cope right

So many dead friends

Your prayers fill the whole night

Tell me how to grow right

Locked in the cell and you hearin' that your bro died

New state of mind

If a n***a trips don't waste no time

Stay alive stay alive

We spin and these n***as claim the crime

Bro wants to kill again

Told him"Be patient these were civilians"

The drop'll come back out back out what's written in

We'll never miss we'll never miss

It's about to be a new year mane

Don't get caught ridin' around with the sloppy ****

I promise you playa

It ain't G at all you hear me