Walk Around

Double A-Ron

I've been walking around with zero bitches (bitch)
I don't got no mrs. Bitches tell me my own business (yuh)
Had to switch it up, don't give no fucks about you mistress (woah)
Got a tummy tuck and now she asking for forgiveness, uh
Bitch, who you kidding? (bitch)
Boutta cross you up, bitch, I've been balling so religious (woah)
Black and white kicks, I've been dunking double digits (ay)
I've been eating good 'cause I've got bitches superstitious (yuh)
Feds don't got no clue, my bank account is so suspicious (heehee)
Like a broken record in the book that's titled 'guinness' (woah)
Please just hear me out, no, I ain't talking about no midgets (why)
Why you going quiet, I ain't rapping to no crickets (woah)
Check my flip phone, fuck it, I'ma spend my minutes (woah)
Bobby's burning bridges bringing bitches to they limits (yuh)
Whipping in the kitchen, riding wood like they some witches (yuh)
I'm nintendo switchin up the flow like I be glitching (yuh)
I be with you bitch this whole time that she's been missing, uh

(You can't walk around with a chip on the shoulder)

Ay, yuh, chip on my shoulder but I'm still growing older
In my element, like sulfur, people come around like vultures
When I (walk around)
I swear its really that simple new song so fire like candles
Look at her smile no dimples
But I got the roof that make her wanna risk it
Text dryer than a popeyes biscuit
New collab you never wanna miss it
Lonsdale state, cooking up brisket
Treat me real respect, gotta get this off my chest
Like bench press, know the rest
I won't wait for your text (what)
You might have dollars, but I got more sense (yuh)
Glad I can say your name by using past tense
Me and aaron like some dogs inside that white picket fence (woof)
When I see you walk around, girl it gets so intense (bitch)
She so despicable effort put in is minimal
I'm just acting so typical why you thinking I'm into you (ay)
Aaron talking 'bout midgets but I'm gon' spin her like fidgets
After I ask for the digits, double a ron knows that I did it, yuh

(You can't walk around with a chip on the shoulder, uh yeah
Yeah it'll bring you down, just remember I told you
Hey there and if you're doing good, uh, and it'll come back to ya)

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