They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again, oh
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
(Oh yeah, Berki, this the one right here)
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
Same shit I spent on my whip
Could've went bought a hundred and one bricks
Went to the store, bought a hundred and one guns for the hood
Then I bought a hundred and one dicks
I bought a hundred and one sticks
Try me, then you what your family gon' miss
I'm tryna body-bag 'em, toe-tag 'em
Put 'em way deeper than just six
Ain't tryna fight with a bitch
I know my rights with a bitch
I won't wife her, one night in the bitch
You put a ring on her, cool, that's what you do
I guess you likin' a bitch
I put my all in this, word to Nico
I got killers with me, word to Baby Tay
I grew a beard out durin' quarantine
But these bitches still call me babyface
They don't move how I move
.36 tucked in the drum and I'm ready to shoot
I cut my phone off, go on demon time
Clutch a shot when I'm right in the booth
Bitch, I'm duckin' them shots to ring, I can shoot
I keep sayin' you not me, I'm not you
I like my personal space, bought a coupe
In a two-seater, watch the mirrors, maneuver it
I got money now, but nah, I ain't new to this
Started rappin', I think I could get used to this
Tinted windows just so they don't know who it is
Knocked his face off, they don't know who it is
Ten piece for a feature, tell 'em fly 'em in
Don't bust 'em down, sell 'em whole
I'll ship packs and go hit me a lick 'fore I ever contribute to sellin' hoes
For my family to be straight, I'd sell my soul
And I know it sound bad, but I'm the realest
I'm the neighborhood hero, bitch, I ain't a villain
You could say that I did it, I ain't got no ceilin'
For my family to be straight, I'd get 'em gone
And I know it sound bad, but I'm the realest
The neighborhood hero, bitch, I ain't a villain
Say that I did it, I ain't got no ceilin'
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again, oh
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
Same shit I spent on my whip
Could've went bought a hundred and one bricks
Went to the store, bought a hundred and one guns for the hood
Then I bought a hundred and one dicks
I bought a hundred and one sticks
Try me, then you what your family gon' miss
I'm tryna body-bag 'em, toe-tag 'em
Put 'em way deeper than just six
Ain't tryna fight with a bitch
I know my rights with a bitch
I won't wife her, one night in the bitch
You put a ring on her, cool, that's what you do
I guess you likin' a bitch
I put my all in this, word to Nico
I got killers with me, word to Baby Tay
I grew a beard out durin' quarantine
But these bitches still call me babyface
Bitches still call be babyface
Word to bro, he tote a baby K
Glock 23, feel like LVJ
Don't wanna hit it if she tell me wait
Don't wanna hit it if she tell me wait
I'm a shooter, bro, tell me spray
Want real Runtz, you can't sell me fake
Yeah, bitch, I can tell he fake
A nigga don't hang with snakes
Rat nigga, probably hang with Drake
Ride to slide
Thought I slid on a nigga, know Toosii gon' bang his face
Flip the whip, he don't bang nothin' but brakes
Gotta tell him to pump that
Dirty stick right on my waist
If you come down the street too much, I'ma dump that
And the shooters don't care if he dump back
If he play, he gon' lay, we gon' slump that
Ski mask, I be feelin' like f*ck hats
No support, I ain't wearin' no Trump hat
Know I stand for the people
Buddy play around and he dyin', 'cause nigga, we equal
See it all through a peephole
They kill one of my niggas, we clap every day like a sequel
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again, oh
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
Same shit I spent on my whip
Could've went bought a hundred and one bricks
Went to the store, bought a hundred and one guns for the hood
Then I bought a hundred and one dicks
I bought a hundred and one sticks
Try me, then you what your family gon' miss
I'm tryna body-bag 'em, toe-tag 'em
Put 'em way deeper than just six
Ain't tryna fight with a bitch
I know my rights with a bitch
I won't wife her, one night in the bitch
You put a ring on her, cool, that's what you do
I guess you likin' a bitch
I put my all in this, word to Nico
I got killers with me, word to Baby Tay
I grew a beard out durin' quarantine
But these bitches still call me babyface
Walking Again Video (MV)
Performed By: Toosii
From Album: Poetic Pain
Written by: Berkant Gunduz, Naujour Grainger, Thanush Perinpanesan
Year: 2020
Toosii - Walking Again Lyrics
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They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again, oh
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
(Oh yeah, Berki, this the one right here)
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
Same shit I spent on my whip
Could've went bought a hundred and one bricks
Went to the store, bought a hundred and one guns for the hood
Then I bought a hundred and one dicks
I bought a hundred and one sticks
Try me, then you what your family gon' miss
I'm tryna body-bag 'em, toe-tag 'em
Put 'em way deeper than just six
Ain't tryna fight with a bitch
I know my rights with a bitch
I won't wife her, one night in the bitch
You put a ring on her, cool, that's what you do
I guess you likin' a bitch
I put my all in this, word to Nico
I got killers with me, word to Baby Tay
I grew a beard out durin' quarantine
But these bitches still call me babyface
They don't move how I move
.36 tucked in the drum and I'm ready to shoot
I cut my phone off, go on demon time
Clutch a shot when I'm right in the booth
Bitch, I'm duckin' them shots to ring, I can shoot
I keep sayin' you not me, I'm not you
I like my personal space, bought a coupe
In a two-seater, watch the mirrors, maneuver it
I got money now, but nah, I ain't new to this
Started rappin', I think I could get used to this
Tinted windows just so they don't know who it is
Knocked his face off, they don't know who it is
Ten piece for a feature, tell 'em fly 'em in
Don't bust 'em down, sell 'em whole
I'll ship packs and go hit me a lick 'fore I ever contribute to sellin' hoes
For my family to be straight, I'd sell my soul
And I know it sound bad, but I'm the realest
I'm the neighborhood hero, bitch, I ain't a villain
You could say that I did it, I ain't got no ceilin'
For my family to be straight, I'd get 'em gone
And I know it sound bad, but I'm the realest
The neighborhood hero, bitch, I ain't a villain
Say that I did it, I ain't got no ceilin'
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again, oh
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
Same shit I spent on my whip
Could've went bought a hundred and one bricks
Went to the store, bought a hundred and one guns for the hood
Then I bought a hundred and one dicks
I bought a hundred and one sticks
Try me, then you what your family gon' miss
I'm tryna body-bag 'em, toe-tag 'em
Put 'em way deeper than just six
Ain't tryna fight with a bitch
I know my rights with a bitch
I won't wife her, one night in the bitch
You put a ring on her, cool, that's what you do
I guess you likin' a bitch
I put my all in this, word to Nico
I got killers with me, word to Baby Tay
I grew a beard out durin' quarantine
But these bitches still call me babyface
Bitches still call be babyface
Word to bro, he tote a baby K
Glock 23, feel like LVJ
Don't wanna hit it if she tell me wait
Don't wanna hit it if she tell me wait
I'm a shooter, bro, tell me spray
Want real Runtz, you can't sell me fake
Yeah, bitch, I can tell he fake
A nigga don't hang with snakes
Rat nigga, probably hang with Drake
Ride to slide
Thought I slid on a nigga, know Toosii gon' bang his face
Flip the whip, he don't bang nothin' but brakes
Gotta tell him to pump that
Dirty stick right on my waist
If you come down the street too much, I'ma dump that
And the shooters don't care if he dump back
If he play, he gon' lay, we gon' slump that
Ski mask, I be feelin' like f*ck hats
No support, I ain't wearin' no Trump hat
Know I stand for the people
Buddy play around and he dyin', 'cause nigga, we equal
See it all through a peephole
They kill one of my niggas, we clap every day like a sequel
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again, oh
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
Same shit I spent on my whip
Could've went bought a hundred and one bricks
Went to the store, bought a hundred and one guns for the hood
Then I bought a hundred and one dicks
I bought a hundred and one sticks
Try me, then you what your family gon' miss
I'm tryna body-bag 'em, toe-tag 'em
Put 'em way deeper than just six
Ain't tryna fight with a bitch
I know my rights with a bitch
I won't wife her, one night in the bitch
You put a ring on her, cool, that's what you do
I guess you likin' a bitch
I put my all in this, word to Nico
I got killers with me, word to Baby Tay
I grew a beard out durin' quarantine
But these bitches still call me babyface
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again, oh
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
(Oh yeah, Berki, this the one right here)
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
Same shit I spent on my whip
Could've went bought a hundred and one bricks
Went to the store, bought a hundred and one guns for the hood
Then I bought a hundred and one dicks
I bought a hundred and one sticks
Try me, then you what your family gon' miss
I'm tryna body-bag 'em, toe-tag 'em
Put 'em way deeper than just six
Ain't tryna fight with a bitch
I know my rights with a bitch
I won't wife her, one night in the bitch
You put a ring on her, cool, that's what you do
I guess you likin' a bitch
I put my all in this, word to Nico
I got killers with me, word to Baby Tay
I grew a beard out durin' quarantine
But these bitches still call me babyface
They don't move how I move
.36 tucked in the drum and I'm ready to shoot
I cut my phone off, go on demon time
Clutch a shot when I'm right in the booth
Bitch, I'm duckin' them shots to ring, I can shoot
I keep sayin' you not me, I'm not you
I like my personal space, bought a coupe
In a two-seater, watch the mirrors, maneuver it
I got money now, but nah, I ain't new to this
Started rappin', I think I could get used to this
Tinted windows just so they don't know who it is
Knocked his face off, they don't know who it is
Ten piece for a feature, tell 'em fly 'em in
Don't bust 'em down, sell 'em whole
I'll ship packs and go hit me a lick 'fore I ever contribute to sellin' hoes
For my family to be straight, I'd sell my soul
And I know it sound bad, but I'm the realest
I'm the neighborhood hero, bitch, I ain't a villain
You could say that I did it, I ain't got no ceilin'
For my family to be straight, I'd get 'em gone
And I know it sound bad, but I'm the realest
The neighborhood hero, bitch, I ain't a villain
Say that I did it, I ain't got no ceilin'
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again, oh
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
Same shit I spent on my whip
Could've went bought a hundred and one bricks
Went to the store, bought a hundred and one guns for the hood
Then I bought a hundred and one dicks
I bought a hundred and one sticks
Try me, then you what your family gon' miss
I'm tryna body-bag 'em, toe-tag 'em
Put 'em way deeper than just six
Ain't tryna fight with a bitch
I know my rights with a bitch
I won't wife her, one night in the bitch
You put a ring on her, cool, that's what you do
I guess you likin' a bitch
I put my all in this, word to Nico
I got killers with me, word to Baby Tay
I grew a beard out durin' quarantine
But these bitches still call me babyface
Bitches still call be babyface
Word to bro, he tote a baby K
Glock 23, feel like LVJ
Don't wanna hit it if she tell me wait
Don't wanna hit it if she tell me wait
I'm a shooter, bro, tell me spray
Want real Runtz, you can't sell me fake
Yeah, bitch, I can tell he fake
A nigga don't hang with snakes
Rat nigga, probably hang with Drake
Ride to slide
Thought I slid on a nigga, know Toosii gon' bang his face
Flip the whip, he don't bang nothin' but brakes
Gotta tell him to pump that
Dirty stick right on my waist
If you come down the street too much, I'ma dump that
And the shooters don't care if he dump back
If he play, he gon' lay, we gon' slump that
Ski mask, I be feelin' like f*ck hats
No support, I ain't wearin' no Trump hat
Know I stand for the people
Buddy play around and he dyin', 'cause nigga, we equal
See it all through a peephole
They kill one of my niggas, we clap every day like a sequel
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again, oh
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
They like you walkin' again
Same shit I spent on my whip
Could've went bought a hundred and one bricks
Went to the store, bought a hundred and one guns for the hood
Then I bought a hundred and one dicks
I bought a hundred and one sticks
Try me, then you what your family gon' miss
I'm tryna body-bag 'em, toe-tag 'em
Put 'em way deeper than just six
Ain't tryna fight with a bitch
I know my rights with a bitch
I won't wife her, one night in the bitch
You put a ring on her, cool, that's what you do
I guess you likin' a bitch
I put my all in this, word to Nico
I got killers with me, word to Baby Tay
I grew a beard out durin' quarantine
But these bitches still call me babyface
Writer: Berkant Gunduz, Naujour Grainger, Thanush Perinpanesan
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Exploration Group LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Exploration Group LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
