Lyrics Fucking With Walt - Mr.Cheeks

Fucking With Walt

, I love Queens, New York
Yo, we letting niggas have it, gats made of plastic
All day drug traffic, keep fiends blasted
Catch me in a hot-ass coupe, listen Duke
Yo, dead to all that tough shit cuz you ain’t bulletproof
QNW, we bust off shots in tank-tops
We pump on blocks and hate cops plus we got the bank stocked
I run through chicks, learn the rules
I keep my shit laced and rock jewels,
, it’s all for you
Yo, fuck me? Nah, bitch, fuck you
Yo, see me? You see O and Q, yo it’s so beautiful
Got dough to blow and green to burn
Yo hard-head niggas live and learn, listen here, it’s our turn
We spit that shit, make your team pause
But if you really think you ill, go for yours
We make it happen, fuck chatting
I’m good with the gat, I’m even nicer with the rapping
Your Henny out, I start asking, you’re cut in half like a fraction
I light something up like Manhattan
You go hard but we go harder, I take it to em like Vince Carter
You throw it my way, don’t even bother
You’s a six-man and I’m a starter, the queen’s heart
It’s up to me if you gonna make it til tomorrow, mother fucker