Walker Drol Lyrics

All my niggas looking wasted

Get yourself a glock

Before we talk

As if we kinda fellin' asian

I might be working on a fucking spaceship

And even though I got it

In the pocket

I deposit to the cave man

They looking like the motherfucking hate it

And even though they promise us the violence

We be waiting with the patience

Get yourself a line of confirmation

I'm Theodore the lord

I got it locked , before the lost

Were looking alien

Looking at Jacqueline

And she covered up with the lean

We be looking for random bitches

While asking niggas to leave

Taking like 40 minutes to get me a bag of weed

Complaining like you a virgin, I'll get you to fucking bleed

Liking my only flow will get you to know the bros

My money is only given to niggas that know the code

Broken by this desire to bring you all of the fire

I'm Theodore with the sauce, nothing like the messiah

Think about it quickly

Think about it with me

Think about the bros

Think about Brittney

Think about it quickly

Think about it with me

Think about the Vlxne

Think about Whitney

Think about it quickly

Think about it with me

Think about the hos

Think about the quickies

Everybody knows

What I'm fucking thinking

Life is just a myth

But I'm still fucking all the bitches

Think about it quickly

Think about it with me

Think about the bros

Think about Brittney

Think about it quickly

Think about it with me

Life is just a myth

But I'm still fucking all the bitches

Life is just a myth

But I'm still fucking all the bitches