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explosion - young stoner life & gunna lyrics

[intro: gunna]
yeah (yeah)
yeah (yeah)
(makers)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
tip toe, ysl, lil’ b*tch, we loaded, yeah
tip coated, ooh
(run it back, turbo)

[chorus: gunna & yak gotti]
yeah, n*ggas know we drop explosions (boom)
k!ll a n*gga quiet, no commotions (shh)
really rich with no promotion (really rich)
ysl, lil’ b*tch, we loaded (slatt)
vibe with some views of the ocean (vibes)
drivin’ the coupe like it’s stolen (skrrt)
east to the west, i’m just coastin’ (just coastin’)
ease all the stress with the potion (slatt)

[verse 1: yak gotti]
with my dog, yeah, wе shared the same glock (thе same glock)
if you my dog, then we got the same opps (the same opps)
get you stabbed in your sh*t for a green dot (ooh)
yeah, yeah, anybody get it, i’m a menace in my city (ayy)
maybach truck ride slow, i didn’t feel the speed bump (nah)
pull that press down, he get squeezed like capri*sun (press)
yeah, street sweeper sweepin’, i sweep for no reason (slatt, slatt, slatt)
yeah, b*tch, for no reason
built like a rock like i’m starting from bleveland (rock side)
they accused me for a body, i beat it (uh)
summertime walk with the function the bl!cky
i am the biggest, the opp in the city (opp in the)
opp in your ear and they gon’ plot cause i’m richer (slatt)
your big homie blow, he ain’t even got a richard (slatt)
since a jit, gettin’ his sh*t on
got popped with that stick in
and he walk with the sh*tbag, i think he a sh*tter (slatt)
[chorus: gunna & fn dadealer]
yeah, n*ggas know we drop explosions (boom)
k!ll a n*gga quiet, no commotions (shh)
really rich with no promotion (really rich)
ysl, lil’ b*tch, we loaded (slatt)
vibe with some views of the ocean (vibes)
drivin’ the coupe like it’s stolen (skrrt)
east to the west, i’m just coastin’ (just coastin’, yeah)
ease all the stress with the potion (let’s do it)

[verse 2: fn dadealer]
i’m not myself when i’m sober
come through with sticks and we makin’ commotion
i’m with a chick and she bendin’ it over
spend a thousand on kicks, it don’t matter, i’m loaded
b*tch, i’m the sh*t, i used to sit on the bench, got that ball and i turnt into kobe
how you hit a brick and you still get a trophy?
look at my wrist, how it glist’, that’s a rollie
i know she know once i hit it, it’s over, i quit it
extended mag glizzy, i’m shootin’ ’til it’s empty (boom)
i’m walkin’ ’round, twenty bands in my britches
i look like a l!ck, know it’s tempting
heard he got popped, we ain’t showin’ no sympathy
we catch a opp, we step on him, literally
i need a mop, i’m drippin’ like literally
i’m at the top, give a f*ck if you offendin’ me
she wanna show that she diggin’ me
[chorus: gunna]
yeah, n*ggas know we drop explosions (boom)
k!ll a n*gga quiet, no commotions (shh)
really rich with no promotion (really rich)
ysl, lil’ b*tch, we loaded (slatt)
vibe with some views of the ocean (vibes)
drivin’ the coupe like it’s stolen (skrrt)
east to the west, i’m just coastin’ (just coastin’)
ease all the stress with the potions (ease)

- young stoner life gunna lyrics

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