This is a song about "Walk talk think beave"

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

Y'all pass it up and walk around, i talk about it, that's the question,

Who cares, walk away, don’t talk you fool

It all goes back to when i dropped outta school

They walk the walk, but never talk the talk like waka flocka flame,

Don't even know the rules but yet y'all tryin' to play the game

I miss the way she walk and talk and i really miss her laughter/

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

Do the math on the path i walk i'm done with the talk

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

Man it's crazy how we don't even think, walk around it,

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

You fags think it's all a game 'til i walk a flock of flames