Lock and load for “Walk Down,” the gritty powerhouse collab with 21 Savage on Young Thug‘s stellar new album UY SCUTI, fresh out today, September 26, 2025, via YSL Records, Atlantic, and 300 Entertainment. As one of the 18-track behemoths highlights, this cut pairs Thug’s wavy, spacey flows with Savage’s razor-sharp delivery over thunderous beats by London on da Track, crafting a street anthem that feels like a nod to their Slaughter Gang-YSL roots. Post-prison Thug, free since October 2024 after the RICO saga, pours that hard-won freedom into UY SCUTI, named for the universe’s biggest star and packed with cosmic trap vibes that turn reflection into rocket fuel.
“Walk Down” hits with that classic duo chemistry, echoing their “No Heart” days but leveled up for 2025 – think stealthy bars about handling business, dodging ops, and owning the block, all while Thug slurs gems like cosmic disses and Savage snaps back with ice-cold threats. Fans on X are lighting it up as a top contender already, stacking it against bangers like “Money on Money” with Future or “Pipe Down” with Travis Scott, praising how it bridges Thug’s vulnerable arcs, like the Mariah the Scientist closeout “Dreams Rarely Do Come True,” with pure Atlanta menace. Clocking over an hour, the album’s a full orbit of collabs from Cardi B to Ken Carson, flipping Thug’s jail-time ideas from “fucking space” into a hip-hop supernova. If you’re bumping for the walk-down tension or the triumphant glow, this one’s pure fire. Dive into the Walk Down lyrics below and unpack its street synergy. Don’t miss other UY SCUTI tracks like Money On Money for more of Thug’s cosmic trap glow.
| Lead Vocals | Young Thug & 21 Savage |
| Songwriter | Young Thug & 21 Savage |
| Music Producer | London on da Track |
| Label | Young Stoner Life, 300 Entertainment, Atlantic Records & Warner Music Group |
| Release Date | September 26, 2025 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | Young Stoner Life, 300 Entertainment, Atlantic Records & Warner Music Group |
Lyrics of Walk Down by Young Thug
[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah, Spyder
(We Got London On Da Track) Uh
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Bad-a*s B**ch, You Come And Sit On D**k
You Talkin’ All That Shit, You Crossin’ Street Get Hit
Go Bad On A B**ch (Bad), I’m Done Sippin’ Tris’ (Huh)
I’m Done Gettin’ Rich (I’m Done), Got Too Much Money, Shit (Shit)
The ‘rari Came With Kit, My B**ch Know I’m Slick
I’m Done With All That Playin’, Your Nail Gettin’ Blicks
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I’m Walkin’ Down (Down), Walk Down (Down)
Walk Down (Down), Walk Down (Down)
Walk Down On A Dawg (Walk), Walk Down (Down)
Walk Down On That Baby, Walk Down (Down)
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Real Nigga, It’s Time To Travel (Let’s Go)
Whole Court In The Street, Hit The Gavel (Hit The Gavel)
I Know Hitters In New York, And They Rappers
I Know Hitters Out In London, Can’t Travel (Woo), Yeah
Put The Gun Down, Nigga, Drop You Like A Crip (Ayy)
Where I’m From, They Say You Pu**y If You Go Ski (Yeah)
The Rose Gold Patek On Your Head, Yeah, Phillippe (Yeah)
I’m One Time Pingin’, That’s A Rich Nigga Fee
Get A Rush (Get A Rush), Just For Steppin’ (Just For Steppin’)
I Hope I Pass The Test, Been Sippin’ Codeine (Yeah)
These Is Baguettes On A B**ch, Then She Know (Then She Know Me)
This Russian B**ch Want Her Kids, Make Me Soviet (Huh)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I’m Walkin’ Down (Down), Walk Down (Down)
Walk Down (Down), Walk Down (Down)
Walk Down On A Dawg (Walk), Walk Down (Down)
Walk Down On That Baby, Walk Down (Down)
[Interlude]
Mr. Packing, Never Slackin’, B**ch Smackin’ Killer
Bang, Motherfucker, Boom, Motherfucker
Step On My Nuts, The Twelve Gates Drop Your Side, Buster
[Verse 3: 21 Savage]
Tryna Fit The Stick Inside My Coat, But I Can’t (Yeah)
Nine Figure Nigga On The Bank (Yeah)
You Got One Strike And You Get Spanked (Pu**y)
I Ain’t A$Ap Rocky, These Ain’t Blanks (21)
These Kel-tec Will Turn Your Ass Dang (Yeah)
The ‘rari Can’t Geek (Yeah)
I’m On Vacation Ridin’ On A Scooter, But I’m Screep (Yeah)
All My Opps Target Practice, Pin ’em To A Tree (Yeah)
Super Charge The Motor 12, Know That I’ma Flee (Yeah)
If I Send Them Blicks, They Gon’ Know That It Was Me (Yeah)
We Can’t Use A Gun, We Put Fetty In This Weed (Yeah)
All These Hoes Goin’, Man, I’m Knowin’ How It Be (Yeah)
You Can’t Hate A Player When He Callin’ Hi-c (Yeah)
She Was Doin’ D**k When You Got Down On That Knee (Yeah)
Mob Business Niggas Get Smacked, Yeah, Capiche (21)
Walk Down On ’em Like A Dog Without A Leash (21)
You Respect The Bail, Then It’s Peace (Pu**y)
Savage Keep A Stick, I’m From The East, Nigga
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I’m Walkin’ Down (Down), Walk Down (Down)
Walk Down (Down), Walk Down (Down)
Walk Down On A Dawg (Walk), Walk Down (Down)
Walk Down On That Baby, Walk Down (Down)
[Outro]
Mr. Packing, Never Slackin’, B**ch Smackin’ Killer
Bang, Motherfucker, Boom, Motherfucker
Step On My Nuts, The Twelve Gates Drop Your Side, Buster
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