Walk Em Down (Don't Kill Civilians) [with 21 Savage & feat. Mustafa]

We represent destruction -

Death, mayham, murder and madness -

You try me you gon' die

You try the squad you gon' die

Pourin' up drank sippin' wok by the pint

Rich -, I buy you my friendship with the bank

My bougie - be actin' like she loyal but she ain't

Fell in love with a hood rat, and she walk stank

My brother down the road wit a extendo on his shank

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

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

Tracker on his car catch him at the light and bang

I'm a east side - with a bankroll

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

I'm with the - but countin' money more fun tho

All the ops say they hard why they run for

All these choppas I can open up a gun store

Really street I ain't goin' for the Gusto

Give you cash money, I can't give no - tho

Buck shots hit his stomach now his guts gone

Walk that ni- down

Walk that ni- down

Walk that ni- down

Walk that ni- down

Walk that ni- down

Walk that ni- down

Walk that ni- down

Put your man down, better not make a sound

Brand-new Diamondback and it hold a hundred rounds

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

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

Softer than a parfait

Used to serve in the hallway

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

You know what I'm on -

You only tough on the camera phone -

I ain't finna rob you get your gamble on -

Y'all the type of - we put hammers on -

Beef about a - you a tender - rookie

I can't even cap his baby mamas - gushy

Amiri jeans stuffed with the blues all Tookie

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

Walk that ni- down

Walk that ni- down

Walk that ni- down

Walk that ni- down

Walk that ni- down

Walk that ni- down

Walk that ni- down

Put your man down, better not make a sound

Brand-new Diamondback and it hold a hundred rounds

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

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

This hood - don't matter but when my - dies somebody gotta answer

Told him put his gun down, and he didn't make it to another November

Told my boy leave town, but he don't have the bread to really leave the gutter

And I'm starting 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 will come back out if it's written in

No, we don't pray for war

But if it comes - know what we built for

Know what we built for

Shootouts in the winter

Bro got bigger

Finally, came home but to no real -

Just dice and liquor his old girl

But he don't miss her

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

Tell me how to cope right

So many dead friends your prayers for the whole night

Tell me how to grow right

Locked in the cell and you hearing that your bro died

New state of mind if a - trips don't waste no time

Stay alive, stay alive

We spin and these - claim the crown

Bro wants to kill again

Told him be patient, these poor civilians

The drop will come back out

Back out

What's written in

Will never miss

We'll never miss

Bro wants to kill again

Told him be patient you don't kill civilians

The drop will come back out if it's written in

No, we don't pray for war

But if it comes - know what we built for

Know what we built for