Walk Out The Club Lyrics – Fat Dolsk & Pancho
Singer: Fat Dolsk & Pancho
Title: Walk Out The Club
I got a song to make
Lights down, turn the cameras
Whipping in downtown Atlanta
Ghost face like a phantom
Porsche girls, Panamera
Quick trace to Qubana
Bad b#tch, Danny Phantom
Switch it up back to Savanna
Stay lit, I’ma {?}
Bought a whole store, got the Gucci belt
I’ma dip like your ho
Stupid b#tch on my sh#t want the clout
You know I told them “No”
Walk out the club, half gone
Got your girl by my side throwing throat
Bad b#tch talking sh#t, I ain’t trip up in {?}
And you know I’m a goat
You ain’t do sh#t can you get it together
Royalty chance on my Louis V sweater
Higher than sh#t, I’ma float like a feather
Look at your girl, tell her she can do better
How long I’m rapping? I’ll do it forever
Life is a movie and I’m the director
Always stay true, I ain’t cave under pressure
Came from the bottom and they ain’t expect it
Talk on my name, b#tch you better respect it
Every song is a hit, this is my new profession
Teaching these f#ckers like I’m the professor
Hate on the boy {?}
Your girl at my crib and I like to ingest her
She like my side, grass is green, better weather
Got better, {?} better, clothes better, cheddar
She want to come through, then you just gotta let her
Lights down, turn the cameras
Whipping in downtown Atlanta
Ghost face like a phantom
Porsche girls, Panamera
Quick trace to Qubana
Bad b#tch, Danny Phantom
Switch it up back to Savanna
Stay lit, I’ma {?}
f#cking on your b#tch while I’m killing myself
f#ck a label b#tch, yeah I’ll do it myself
f#ck about the money, couple bands on a belt
RXWDY, RXWDY, RXWDY
f#cking b#tches down in {?}
She don’t give a f#ck about me
I ain’t tripping ’cause I’m {?}
And I’m ’bout to get this money
Like a motherf#cking bounty
If you wanna pull up squeezing
I don’t give a f#ck, I’m {?}
f#cking that b#tch on a beat
Money on me, and it’s clean
I ain’t really tripping off-beat
Big butts on the beach
Liquor talking, get {?}
Big {?}
Red pill in the body
Glock tucked in the {?}
Liquor talking, get {?}
Big {?}
Red pill in the body
Glock tucked in the {?}
Lights down, turn the cameras
Whipping in downtown Atlanta
Ghost face like a phantom
Porsche girls, Panamera
Quick trace to Qubana
Bad b#tch, Danny Phantom
Switch it up back to Savanna
Stay lit, I’ma {?}
Lights down, turn the cameras
Whipping in downtown Atlanta
Ghost face like a phantom
Porsche girls, Panamera
Quick trace to Qubana
Bad b#tch, Danny Phantom
Switch it up back to Savanna
Stay lit, I’ma {?}
I could disappear of course, but…
It’s safer if they think I’m dead
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