[Chorus: NLE Choppa]
Am Dm
Uh, posted (Posted), in front of the trap (Front the trap)
Am
Selling dope ‘til the sun come down (Come down)
Dm
Take a fuck nigga right off the map (Off the map)
Am
When I hit him with this whole hundred rounds (A hundred rounds)
Dm
Yung Joc, in the club with my Glock (With my Glock)
Am
You want to play, and then this bitch going down (It’s goin’ down)
Dm
We ain’t hesitatin’, bullets get to blazin’ (Get to blazin’)
Am
I’ma lay him down like he in the lounge
Dm
Walk ‘em down, walk ‘em down
Am
Walk ‘em down, walk ‘em down
Dm
Walk ‘em down, walk ‘em down

Walk ‘em down, walk ‘em down

[Verse 1: NLE Choppa]
Am
Walk down on ‘em in Balenciaga runners
Dm
My blood slime a nigga out just like an anaconda
Am
You go against me, then you fucked just like a used condom (You fucked, yeah)
Dm
I roll ‘em up and then I smoke ‘em like some good ganja, ayy (I smoke ‘em up, yeah)
Am
Still doing drive-bys, but I wanna walk ‘em (I wanna)
Dm
If I can’t find ‘em, you know I’m gonna stalk ‘em (I gotta stalk ‘em)
Am
Caution tape up on the scene, I had to white chalk ‘em (Grrt, grrt)
Dm
Running from my gun, but my bullets had to hawk ‘em (Yeah)

[Chorus: NLE Choppa]
Am Dm
Uh, posted (Posted), in front of the trap (Front the trap)
Am
Selling dope ‘til the sun come down (Come down)
Dm
Take a fuck nigga right off the map (Off the map)
Am
When I hit him with this whole hundred rounds (A hundred rounds)
Dm
Yung Joc, in the club with my Glock (With my Glock)
Am
You want to play, and then this bitch going down (It’s goin’ down)
Dm
We ain’t hesitatin’, bullets get to blazin’ (Get to blazin’)
Am
I’ma lay him down like he in the lounge
Dm
Walk ‘em down, walk ‘em down
Am
Walk ‘em down, walk ‘em down
Dm
Walk ‘em down, walk ‘em down

Walk ‘em down, walk ‘em down

[Verse 2: Roddy Ricch]
Am
Nigga, I was posted on the corner where the J’s at
Dm
Roll up in the four by four, pull up at the corner store
Am
And I got red in my drink when I pour up soda
Dm
I remember prayin’ that the feds never take the Motorola
Am
Choppa got the chopper, make ‘em do a backflip
Dm
Pay my dawg a dime to walk him down, he need the racks, bitch
Am
I been drinkin’, I been taking all this codeine to the face
Dm
Got a lot of M’s in the safe

Caught a murder, then I beat the case
Am
I was just about to do the race

[Chorus: NLE Choppa]
Am Dm
Uh, posted (Posted), in front of the trap (Front the trap)
Am
Selling dope ‘til the sun come down (Come down)
Dm
Take a fuck nigga right off the map (Off the map)
Am
When I hit him with this whole hundred rounds (A hundred rounds)
Dm
Yung Joc, in the club with my Glock (With my Glock)
Am
You want to play, and then this bitch going down (It’s goin’ down)
Dm
We ain’t hesitatin’, bullets get to blazin’ (Get to blazin’)
Am
I’ma lay him down like he in the lounge
Dm
Walk ‘em down, walk ‘em down
Am
Walk ‘em down, walk ‘em down
Dm
Walk ‘em down, walk ‘em down
Am Dm
Walk ‘em down, walk ‘em down