Lil Mook - Walk in the Spot lyrics

[Chorus: Jurrarri] Walked in the spot, everybody looking Jurrarri chain, everybody looking Loud clouds of smoke, but ain't nobody cooking Bricks on the stove, where my shawty cooking Walked in the spot, everybody looking Jurrarri chain, everybody looking Loud clouds of smoke, but ain't nobody cooking Bricks on the stove, where my shawty cooking [Verse 1: Jurrarri] Bricks in a trash bag, shipment on the seat Ju got it for the low, all white keys I'm flying down the interstate, 2010 Camaro Bricks in the trunk, got a connect with Yo Gotti Stepped out the car, chain blinging on my [?] Too minimum wage, shawty, give me my respect Me and Shawty Lo flexed at the scene Bankroll, no chain with a pocket full of green 'Rarri [Chorus: Jurrarri] Walk in the spot, everybody looking Jurrarri chain, everybody looking Loud clouds of smoke, but ain't nobody cooking Bricks on the stove, where my shawty cooking Walk in the spot, everybody looking Jurrarri chain, everybody looking Loud clouds of smoke, but ain't nobody cooking Bricks on the stove, where my shawty cooking [Verse 2: Lil Mook] Mook in the spot, so everybody looking A big cloud of smoke, I'm going county kushing bu*t-naked b**h in the kitchen and she cooking My trap go bologna, everybody jugging I'm strapped up for them n***as looking at me crooked My mixtape hot, so everybody booking 28 grams of kush, I cost them $450 A hundred pack of Xanax, they like $350 I walked in the spot, my naked wrist glistening Hoes looking, they head doing a 360 That's how we do it down here The ice in my ear look like a can of beer My j**elry game loud, I'm blowing on loud Everybody looked as I walked through the crowd I hop out the car and everybody's staring Could it be my ice or these Louis that I'm wearing? [Chorus: Jurrarri] Walk in the spot, everybody looking Jurrarri chain, everybody looking Loud clouds of smoke, but ain't nobody cooking Bricks on the stove, where my shawty cooking Walk in the spot, everybody looking Jurrarri chain, everybody looking Loud clouds of smoke, but ain't nobody cooking Bricks on the stove, where my shawty cooking [Verse 3: Jurrarri] Bricks in the Gucci bag, pounds in that trunk Yeah, sell 550, mounted like a dump Alabama where I'm from, the A is where I stay Buckhead is where I lay, I hustle every day Bricks, bricks, all white bricks Just hit a lick for all these bricks That ain't Lo and Gucci for all these bricks Morning that I told you I swear I'll never hit a lick [Chorus: Jurrarri] Walk in the spot, everybody looking Jurrarri chain, everybody looking Loud clouds of smoke, but ain't nobody cooking Bricks on the stove, where my shawty cooking Walk in the spot, everybody looking Jurrarri chain, everybody looking Loud clouds of smoke, but ain't nobody cooking Bricks on the stove, where my shawty cooking