Lyrics Walking Lick - YSB OG

Walking Lick

I been on some other shit
Stackin' 20s, 50s, and them 100s bitch
Been wildin' since I came out my mother’s shit
You don’t know what struggle is
Split a nigga’s hair like a twix
30 thousand on my wrist, bitch, I’m a walking lick
Talking down on the kid but I know you is a bitch
Only fuck with real niggas, heard you talkin' to the pigs
Cookie crumbs on my, smokin' out the fucking zip
Ain’t no hotboxing the whip, I just bought some new shit
Finna buy some new kicks, finna buy some new Rick
Double Cs for my bitch, catch me coolin' with some crips
Blue hundreds got my pockets stained
Got the pocket rocket and you should know I’m poppin' shit
Take off like a rocket ship
Riding in a foreign and I’m smokin' on exotic shit
Jungle boys, cookies, I can name a lot of shit
You don’t know a lot of shit, but you be talkin' lot of shit
I can teach you all the shit, you don’t know about the shit
And you should know I’m about the shit
Keep the glocky on my hip
I done been on the block, I done did a lot of shit
Seen a nigga risk it all, seen a nigga body flip
Reekin' in the lobby shit, running from the
I been on some other shit
Stackin' 20s, 50s, and them 100s bitch
Been wildin' since I came out my mother’s shit
You don’t know what struggle is
Split a nigga’s hair like a twix
30 thousand on my wrist, bitch, I’m a walking lick
Everybody got they hand out, want me to remain humble
Fuck all that, I ain’t givin' out nothing
Where the fuck you was at when a nigga was really hurtin'?
Down on my dick, man I really had no one
Pull up and I’m blowin
Niggas know what it is, man I’m scorin'
Can’t fuck with none of these new niggas, most of them be boring
Pour the lean while I’m touring, Off White in the foreign
Gelato wood in the morning, Monclers be the warming
And my bitch, she so gorgeous
Don’t fuck around, she’ll poke you
Leave your brains on the curb
Pull up we gon do it, hittin' the focus
Bitch I’m out here, no jokin'
, slow motion
Bitch I’m out here, no jokin'
, slow motion
I been on some other shit
Stackin' 20s, 50s, and them 100s bitch
Been wildin' since I came out my mother’s shit
You don’t know what struggle is
Split a nigga’s hair like a twix
30 thousand on my wrist, bitch, I’m a walking lick