Walking Lick Lyrics - Trap Back - Gucci Mane

Quiet?? 

No man, I can't be quiet!!! 

Shit, nigga every time I talk that's brig fair 

Holiday season bitch 

Holiday 

See that's twenty eight five right there, ha, ha, ha, ha 

Mike Will made it 

Yo Gucci 

I know you looking like bout ten burns 

We walk in the club nigger 

You know this 

Holiday season 

Trap back baby 

The streets is hungry 

Let's go 

80 grand in my Robin jeans 

It's hot outside but I'm cooling it 

Top on now but I'm losing it 

Mind gone with a foreign chick 

With a Tech-9, with a cooling kit 

Had the black jeans with wings on em 

Gucci shoes... No shoes strings! 

Say every word mean two things 

So the white girl is my boo thing 

Cause all come in due time 

I'm in a drop head at the blue flan 

And I don't wanna see no new faces 

Cause I don't like to learn no new names 

I goto sleep in foreign places 

Wake up count big faces 

Stuff cash in suitcases, 

Pillow cases I'm two faced 

I'm a, walking lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit 

Walking Lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit 

I'm a, walking lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit 

Walking Lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit 

I'm a walking lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit 

Walking Lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit 

I'm a, walking lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit 

Walking Lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit. 

Millionaire with True's on 

I'm a stash house with shoes on 

Put a million dollars in my new home 

And a quarter million in my trap house 

Put a half of mill in your bank account 

You can serve dope in my zone 

Cooking to work with them gloves on 

So the jocks can get that grub on 

I'm a OG with a capital letters 

On capital add with white letters 

In a 68' Camaro, no top on 

I'm put together, I got salt and pepper 

No Spinderella, Stupid cheese 

That's Mozzarella Bust 'em open, 

Put 'em back together 

Then sell it to you ahead of schedule 

I'm a walking lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit 

Walking Lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit 

I'm a walking lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit 

Walking Lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit 

I'm a walking lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit 

Walking Lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit 

I'm a walking lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit 

Walking Lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit. 

I heard the price tag on my head (flocka) 

I'm a walking lick (flocka) 

Nigga come and try 

You gon end up dead bitch 

(Uh huh) yeah road kill 

My nigga they so for real 

Twenty minutes from my hood 

I don't need no house on the hill (Spank) 

Reaching for my tech 

Your mama better write your will 

Shit gon get ugly my youngest pop bout two pills 

(ROLLING!) 

Real nigga before and with this record deal 

(SQUAD) 

Me and Gucci Mane bitch we hard to kill. 

I'm a, walking lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit 

Walking Lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit 

I'm a, walking lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit 

Walking Lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit 

I'm, I'm a, walking lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit 

Walking Lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit 

I'm, I'm a, walking lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit 

Walking Lick, 

I'm a talking brick talking shit. 

Related 

Songs That Will Make You Cry Uncontrollably 

POPULAR SONG: Travis Scott 'HIGHEST IN THE ROOM' - LYRICS 

NEW SONG: DaBaby - 'Vibez' - LYRICS