A$AP P on the Boards - Gun Walk lyrics

[Hook x2] Told these n***as I was on that bullsh** Mac-11, loaded with the full clip You know we talk that gun talk, that gun talk The hammer on me so I do that gun walk [Verse 1] Post up in the function like I'm Tim Duncan b**h I'm still bunkin, I'm slumped, sunk in the seat Don't miss a beat, you know we playing for keeps 'Round here you gotta k** what you eat But doggy keep it discreet I'll k** any n***a breathing, just give me a reason Lord is there Heaven for a heathen cause soon I'll be leaving These n***as change up like the seasons, we calling it treason Nightlights, Stevie world, we still do it for Steven Told these p**y rap n***as we nothing alike They call me Hunnit Round Hef, but it's nothing to fight If I ain't f** your b**h yet she ain't nothing I like But the way she s** dick, I'm like f** it I might Ever since that Act' left I put Tech in my Sprite That might have been the biggest L I done took in my life I just popped like two bars, and it f**ed up my night Sipping and we geeking, so you know that we busting on sight I get dumb high but I'm a low life My uncle 55, he been slanging his whole life I'm only 27, been banging my whole life Most n***as turn snitches, been singing they whole life [Hook x2] Told these n***as I was on that bullsh** Mac-11, loaded with the full clip You know we talk that gun talk, that gun talk The hammer on me so I do that gun walk That gun walk, do that gun walk, that gun walk Do that gun walk, that gun walk You know we do that gun talk, that gun talk The hammer on me do I do that gun walk [Verse 2] n***as do that gun walk, forty make me gun walk I'mma let that gun spark when n***as do that gun talk n***as do that gun talk, desert make me gun walk I'mma let that gun spark when n***as do that gun talk See a p**y n***a, let the hammer go on his cameltoe Get to running like a antelope, if you ill n***a, got the antidote You a f*ggot and your mans a hoe Pat n***as down, they don't really wanna smoke All these n***as know who tote, got dope weed and cheap coke Turn a block into a ski slope, see a fiend and be like whatchu need folk n***as get to greedy talking, wash 'em up good, they ain't really need soap f** a runner running up, dead n***a who you think you running up Used to serve baking soda to the junkies back when I was coming up Momma told me go and get a job, and I did but it wasn't enough Had to go and get it all plus, now my n***as all living all plush All these lil b**hes all lust, you the small fry getting small bucks n***as they was getting slow bucks, now I'm here, n***as getting no bucks All hustle and no luck, so a n***a gave no f**s Voices telling me to go nuts, say it's your turn, I'm like sure enough Young n***a, I done glo'd up, y'all n***as gon' hoe up My sh** gon' go up, and y'all n***as gon' fold up [Hook x2] Told these n***as I was on that bullsh** Mac-11, loaded with the full clip You know we talk that gun talk, that gun talk The hammer on me so I do that gun walk That gun walk, do that gun walk, that gun walk Do that gun walk, that gun walk