Walked In-Travis Porter
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Walked In - Travis Porter

Street

Yeah I'm back

Looking like a trapper when I walked in the building

That mean I got something expensive

Know my friends they're killin'

All these hoes I'm killin'

Ni**a came from d**e dealing

Dirt bike four wheeling woo

Come up in the street I'm peeling skurr

Come up in the street I'm peeling

And I might just lose the ceiling

And I'm trying to grind up on a million

And I might kill it if feel it

Hell yeah

Ya damn right I kill it if she give it

Matt got extension

Take it and we flip it

Take it and remix it

Bring it back

Sixteen Curry on them hoes

Bank to big

Need pockets like Girbaud

Hold up wait

Know exactly how it goes

It's Gucci

No bet you can't do it like this

Fully loaded diamond on both of my wrists

Me and Joblow gon' scheme on your b**ch

Add it to me ni**a get money out the six

Scream my name

Got a hundred in the six

I ain't no gas

I'm a juug this mid

Pint coming in I'm a lean like this

I ain't hit hard like shawty you lit

F**k all these rappers

My trap look like cappa

Came in like this

Turning up on you bastards

After I smash

Lil ni**a can have her

F**k from the front

Then I'm turning her backwards

Ask all those strippers I stay with that cash

I'm in a dipper I'm moving them bags

Play with that money

We put on a man

Know no limit we bustin' your a**

Looking like a trapper when I walked in the building

That mean I got something expensive

Know my friends they're killin'

All these hoes I'm killin'

Ni**a came from d**e dealing

Dirt bike four wheeling woo

Come up in the street I'm peeling

Come up in the street I'm peeling

I walked in

Throwing to the ceiling

Looking like a muthaf**king milli

Looking like a muthaf**king Gotti

Stop flexing b**ch you ain't really poppin'

Ace and Spade poppin'

Rosé poppin'

B**ch we poppin'

You ain't really jockin'

Y'all niggas flexing

Y'all ain't got it

I got 2 b**ches

They're getting' wild

These b**ches want to do doggie style

I got one Black and I got one Chinese

She be talking to me she say kung pow

I f**ked it up I just made a Pound

Smokin' this sh*t up I made a cloud

Just f**ked it up at the after hour

4-4 to big it can't wait to growl

B**ch yo a** ugly

And yo a** musty

So free b**ch here go a bar of dial

Stinking a** breath smell like black & mild

I'm fresh as hell B**ch wipe me down

Looking like a trapper when I walked in the building

That mean I got something expensive

Know my friends they're killin'

All these hoes I'm killin'

Ni**a came from d**e dealing

Dirt bike four wheeling woo

Come up in the street I'm peeling

Come up in the street I'm peeling

All of these hoes be staring

All of my sh*t exclusive

She wants me because I'm cooler

Looking like a god damn jeweler

Might fly to Bermuda

Thank God A ni**a rich hallelujah

I feel high and I barely even knew her

I f**ked her now that b**ch Luda

Wild in the bed looking like Frank Lucas

Me and my god damn shooters

Carbon got a god damn cooler

Clip like a god damn ruler

These b**ches faded be acting funny

All that she wants is a bag of money

Get her on molly she be actin' slutty

Hit from the back and she ain't a buddy

Looking like a trapper when I walked in the building

That mean I got something expensive

Know my friends they're killin'

All these hoes I'm killin'

Ni**a came from d**e dealing

Dirt bike four wheeling woo

Come up in the street I'm peeling

Come up in the street I'm peeling

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