Walk Em Down (Don’t Kill Civilians) Metro Boomin & 21 Savage (Ft. Mustafa)

[Part I: Walk Em Down]

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
We represent destruction, nigga
Death, mayhem, murder and madness, nigga
You try me, you gon' die
You try to score us, you gon' die

[Verse 1: 21 Savage]
Pourin' up drank, sippin' Wock' by the pint
Rich nigga, I buy you my friendship with the bank
My boujee bitch be actin' like she loyal, but she ain't
Fell in love with a hood rat and she walk stank
My brother down the road with a 'xtendo on his shank
Felt like I can do whatever, never say I can't
I won't move off my emotions, I'ma always think
Tracker on his car, catch him at the light and bang
I'm a Eastside nigga with a bankroll
Used to call us country, they don't want no gun smoke
I'm with this shit, but countin' money more fun though
All the opps say they hard, why they run for?
All these choppers, I can open up a gun store
Really street, I ain't goin' for the guts though
Give you cash money, I can't give no fuck though
Buck shots hit his stomach, now his guts gone