Walk Out - Matt Ox, Valee

H-h-hey, McCoy

I get my work from the Narco

Walk out, Gucci, walk in, Louis

Walk out Gucci, it’s racks on my feet

Walk in Louis, it’s racks on my jeans

I’ma ball with the ball, I just ball with the green

Can’t stop buyin' the mall, man, I feel like a fiend

Check look like a pretty penny (Like a pretty penny)

Neck broke, chain was too heavy (It was too heavy)

Tryna chase the clout, you boys is too petty (You is too petty)

I’m tryna chase a mil', I need all the fetty (All the fetty)

You not my slime, my boys are way too slimy (Slatt, slatt)

Get a bag, I heard you already 30 (Yeah)

And it’s so sad (What), ‘cause I already what you ain’t earnin' (Uh huh)

Started to stack (Yuh), when my mama stopped giving' me money (Yeah)

Stopped doin' allowance ‘cause that was lil' cash to me (Yeah)

Walk out (Walk), Gucci (Walk), walk in (Walk), Louis (Walk)

Walk out Gucci, it’s racks on my feet (Feet)

Walk in Louis it’s racks on my jeans (Jeans)

I’ma ball with the ball, I just ball with the green (Green)

Can’t stop buyin' the mall, man, I feel like a fiend (Fiend)

I’m in Louis Vuitton, that’s two different browns

My exotic sound like it’s two different sounds

I might put that bitch in a Versace gown

I spent 7,000, it’s Ricks on my trousers

I put thirteen racks in my motor, it’s louder

It’s ice on my t-shirt, but not from the ice chills

I don’t got no Wi-Fi, I’m still servin' Hi-Tech

I painted my photo and took off the labels

My other bitch spun like I’m John Leguizamo

I’m in a Chevy, bitch, but it’s not a Lawndale

My Balmain look like I bought these from a yard sale

My driver’s seat back like I’m sittin' in a lounge

My bitch stomach flat like it keep losin' pounds

I got two apartments, that’s two different nouns

I’m in David Yurman, cost 800 pounds

I swim in my bitches, but I never drown

I’m rockin' Yves St. Laurent coat like first down

Walk out (Walk), Gucci (Walk), walk in (Walk), Louis (Walk)

Walk out Gucci, it’s racks on my feet (Feet)

Walk in Louis it’s racks on my jeans (Jeans)

I’ma ball with the ball, I just ball with the green (Green)

Can’t stop buyin' the mall, man, I feel like a fiend (Fiend)