Zchronik, Ruben Slikk - Walkin Likk lyrics

[Zchronik, Ruben Slikk - Walkin Likk lyrics]

Ten chain's on my chest, Imma walkin' lick
Ferra bracelet's on my arm's
Imma walkin' lick

Walkin' through the parkin' lot
Icy than a bitch
Try to make eye contact, but they on my dick
I ain't steal nothin' nigga cause
I'm rich as shit
ZChronic got my back, motha fuck them pig's
Secret service swag shawty
Yea we on our shit
Spendin' money, and your mob disrespected me
Hell nah
You can't do it you will rest in piece
In your motha fuckin' home out hungry
What's your paycheck nigga? wait
On that fuckin shit
Fuck your job, fuck your life
Ima fuck your bitch
Icy nigga's, ZChronic, call that boy YungZeu$
He's a god of the streets
(That's why they call me YungZeu$)
Ten chain's on my chest, Imma walkin' lick
Ferra braclet's on my arm's
Imma walkin' lick

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