LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeAlligator Walk
(No, Shawn, you passed the limit)Cuttin' up, cuttin up' (This Lil Top)Cuttin' up, cuttin' upBitch, I'm cuttin' up like yeahCuttin' up, cuttin' up(Bow, Bow, take off his face, huh)Cuttin' up, cuttin' upI'ma get 'em stepped on (huh)Who them dead bodies for my niggaThey been stepped on (stepped on)Do 'em dirty, do 'em badI'm gon' get you repped onGot a shirt tied 'round his head just for a maskAnd got the window downKeep yo heat, be cool, I'ma get all of 'em goneI stopped the whip, hopped in the streetRight inside my pants where I tote the heatDead bodies left right where I beGreen flag, nigga know it ain't no peace (no)Meechy still sellin' dopefrom Belmont way back in Missouri StreetTop tryna split a nigga from P Street way back to South 13Bitch my money up and I'm bootin' up in a Lexus like its '99Bitch I'm chewed up and I'm tooled up and I'm flexin'You is not my kindRich just got that Maybach truckJump in that bitch light up timeLike my empire I been holdin' upBut now they need to free them slimesThere ones who going to spit my rhymeOwe ones who down deserve my timeGet loaded while I think 'bout younginNeed to win one million a million times50 AR hold sixty got it wit' me in the city slidin'PTR on press the grip and hit it takin' off your mindI'ma get 'em stepped on (huh)Who them dead bodies for my niggaThey been stepped on (stepped on)Do 'em dirty, do 'em badI'm gon' get you repped onGot a shirt tied 'round his head just for a maskAnd got the window downKeep yo heat, be cool, I'ma get all of 'em goneThis that fuck a hater talk, bitchReally from the bayouThis that alligator walk, bitchReal assassination shitHe gon' put a wig on while he slang that stickReal food distributorstill drive navigators around this bitchBang this Rollie I got blessed wit' way from '96He'll drop, I'm gon' drop oneTalkin 'bout Lil Top, you know AI, I keep a hot gunLoaded, I been rollin'plus I'm mugged up cause it's not funBeen in this bitch and doin' my shitsince they was sayin' he too youngThis bitch act like he wanna do somethin'Youngest flexin', whoop 'em, zip 'em, drag 'em outStolo whippin', pistol grippin', tryna bag 'em downHe left two stretched outwithout no witness round, yeah, yeahStill had a army in that northwhen I ain't have millions 'roundNigga, yeah, yeahWhat you finna go cop that Maybach truck?Nah I been- I'm sitting around playin' it offAye, what you looking crazy for?Aye, you know I'm on drank right now, sonOh, I ain't need that tho and I got yo shit to floor itAnd I got yo shit to flexI'ma get 'em stepped on (huh)Who them dead bodies for my niggaThey been stepped on (stepped on)Do 'em dirty, do 'em badI'm gon' get you repped onGot a shirt tied 'round his head just for a maskAnd got the window downKeep yo heat, be cool, I'ma get all of 'em gone
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