Walk Em Down

(CashMoneyAP) Ooh, ooh, no, no NLE the Top Shotta Dm Gm (notes relative to capo 5) | h Hammer-on | p Pull-off [ NLE Choppa] Dm Gm Uh, posted (Posted), in front of the trap (Front the trap) Dm Selling dope 'til the sun come down (Come down) Gm Take a f**k nigga right off the map (Off the map) Dm When I hit him with this whole hundred rounds (A hundred rounds) Gm Yung Joc, in the club with my Glock (With my Glock) Dm You want to play, and then this bitch going down (It's goin' down) Gm We ain't hesitatin', bullets get to blazin' (Get to blazin') Dm I'ma lay him down like he in the lounge Gm Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Dm Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Gm Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Walk 'em down, walk 'em down [ NLE Choppa] Dm Walk down on 'em in Balenciaga runners Gm My blood slime a nigga out just like an anaconda Dm You go against me, then you fucked just like a used condom (You fucked, yeah) Gm I roll 'em up and then I smoke 'em like some good ganja, ayy (I smoke 'em up, yeah) Dm Still doing drive-bys, but I wanna walk 'em (I wanna) Gm If I can't find 'em, you know I'm gonna stalk 'em (I gotta stalk 'em) Dm Caution tape up on the scene, I had to white chalk 'em (Grrt, grrt) Gm Running from my gun, but my bullets had to hawk 'em (Yeah) [ NLE Choppa] Dm Gm Uh, posted (Posted), in front of the trap (Front the trap) Dm Selling dope 'til the sun come down (Come down) Gm Take a f**k nigga right off the map (Off the map) Dm When I hit him with this whole hundred rounds (A hundred rounds) Gm Yung Joc, in the club with my Glock (With my Glock) Dm You want to play, and then this bitch going down (It's goin' down) Gm We ain't hesitatin', bullets get to blazin' (Get to blazin') Dm I'ma lay him down like he in the lounge Gm Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Dm Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Gm Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Walk 'em down, walk 'em down [ Roddy Ricch] Dm Nigga, I was posted on the corner where the J's at Gm Roll up in the four by four, pull up at the corner store Dm And I got red in my drink when I pour up soda Gm I remember prayin' that the feds never take the Motorola Dm Choppa got the chopper, make 'em do a backflip Gm Pay my dawg a dime to walk him down, he need the racks, bitch Dm I been drinkin', I been taking all this codeine to the face Gm Got a lot of M's in the safe Caught a murder, then I beat the case Dm I was just about to do the race [ NLE Choppa] Dm Gm Uh, posted (Posted), in front of the trap (Front the trap) Dm Selling dope 'til the sun come down (Come down) Gm Take a f**k nigga right off the map (Off the map) Dm When I hit him with this whole hundred rounds (A hundred rounds) Gm Yung Joc, in the club with my Glock (With my Glock) Dm You want to play, and then this bitch going down (It's goin' down) Gm We ain't hesitatin', bullets get to blazin' (Get to blazin') Dm I'ma lay him down like he in the lounge Gm Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Dm Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Gm Walk 'em down, walk 'em down Dm Gm Walk 'em down, walk 'em down