Walk Off – Yung Mavu (feat. Che)

Ye, ye, ye, ye
Ah, ah…
Okay, yeah
Mhm, yeah

[Yung Mavu:]
Swerve through the dark like I’m batman
Eat that pussy up like I’m pacman
I like tall skinny hoes, ’cause they crazy
But I’ll take a fat ass on the daily

She gave me net, oh oh
Walk off with the set
Money collect, oh oh
Walk off with the set
Stepping quick, do what I do
Walk off with the set
Got me a shawty, I get it to move
Then I walk off with the set

She go loco, not like Brody
Don’t talk if you don’t know me
Got bitches down the lobby, but I pass ’em to the homies
Sneaky shit, get it quick
Of course I’m high, look at my eyes
I sleep during the day, and in the night I come alive
You begging for the joint, we ain’t passing on this side
Just tryna prove a point, go get your own
Don’t stand in line, yeah
Know your worth, go get it first
Shit ain’t easy, all these niggas try to cleanse me like a Purge
See the nigga poppin it and they begging for a verse
These phonies want me dead cause they know that I’m the worst

Swerve through the dark like I’m batman
Eat that pussy up like I’m pacman
I like tall skinny hoes cause they crazy
But I’ll take a fat ass on the daily

She gave me net, oh oh
Walk off with the set
Money collect, oh oh
Walk off with the set
Stepping quick, do what I do
Walk off with the set
Got me a shawty, I get in the move
Then I walk off with the set

Like a samurai, my sauce so hot
Boy just quit the rapping, cause your bars are so not
When I buy myself a coup I’m gon be doing donuts
But ‘fore that, I gotta flex, so I pull up to your spot
Your spot, yeah

[Yung Mavu & Che:]
Fully black, like a panther (Wakanda forevah)
Of course you’re hurtin’, you can’t see from my angle
I’m on better shit, had to deep it ‘fore shit went mental
I’m on better shit, had to deep it ‘fore that shit went mental
Yeah, bitch

Yeah, we really doing this

[Che:]
Bitch I walk off with the set
Now we coming for your neck
You know I don’t mind these niggas, go to sleep and I relax
All these niggas taking shots, and they been shooting like the press
That’s because I’m moving fast, can’t even see my silhouette
Now this niggas getting mad and they complain ’bout what I do
All this older niggas hatin on he younging making moves
Bitch I gotta make it happen, man I can’t afford the lose
Really gotta do whatever, man I can’t afford the choose

[Yung Mavu & Che:]
Man I gotta get it regardless
Bitch I’ve been feeling like an artist
I’ve been trapping in apartments
People tell me that I’m heartless
I don’t really care where I end up, I don’t remember where I started
I don’t really care
I’m intelligent, I couldn’t be retarded
Yeah