Walking Bassline

Chorus: Walk it, talk it, hold it, solid

Sivion: Sivion’ll just drop it right in your pocket, the beat’ll bump right upside your noggin. And I’ma keep rocking cuz my mouth shoot like rockets, keep you plugged in like mic line sockets. I got next on the docket, keep it classic so the b-boys can pop it and lock it. You want the King man I claim not it, you can see I’m not He but got the same hot spit. On the same hot tip got the same hot clip, load it with love aiming out to save yall simps. From yourselves acting like elves I take yall ship, you fell into the swell with a lame fall slip. Cuz it’s a shame yall trip when you walk, can’t find the words to lift when you talk. So hold it, save it, pray for some knowledge and keep your mouth shut unless your baseline is solid

Chorus: Walk it, talk it, hold it, solid