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wokstar - young stoner life lyrics

[intro: strick]
aero
ah, rah, rah
ayy, run it back sluzyyy
skrrah

[chorus: strick]
jumped out the porsche, then made a pit stop at the bank (let’s go)
like i’m playin’ golf, i could hit holes today (today)
glass house loft, atlantic station, had it trapped out (trap, trap)
water on my wrist like i died in the atlantic (trap, wow)
ysl elite, all the slime never panic (don’t worry)
i throw back my bands, closin’ the top, i had to manage that (for real)
wockhardt rockstar (yeah, yeah)
black excellence, stars in the car (skrrt)

[verse 1: strick]
i make barry bonds hit, i’m like tony, i’m like mitch
raise my voice to the tempo, i get paid in full
paid cash records just like chavo and z*bo
keep that mula likе my brother mula name (mula name)
shе already know that i’m lit (i’m lit)
i got the world in my wrist (okay)
tires screechin’, we got it geeked up, diablo shawty (diablo, skrrt)
i got a party pack in my pocket
let’s get the party started (party started)
yeah, i could, [?], she had the [?]
closet forward, too many racks, put ’em in the flow (flow)
superstar lookin’ for me, n*gga, that telescope (on god)
i’m done with alexander mcqueen, i’m on the mccartney, bro
i had to make my name when i came ’round, that’s what i did it for
[chorus: strick]
jumped out the porsche, then made a pit stop at the bank (let’s go)
like i’m playin’ golf, i could hit holes today (today)
glass house loft, atlantic station, had it trapped out (trap, trap)
water on my wrist like i died in the atlantic (trap, wow)
ysl elite, all the slime never panic (don’t worry)
i throw ’bout my bands, closin’ the top, i had to manage that (for real)
wockhardt rockstar (yeah, yeah)
black excellence, stars in the car (skrrt)

[verse 2: skepta]
jumped off the jet, i left s*m*n on the seat
i flew out to greece, sippin’ [?] by the sea
ban me from the states talkin’ visa policies
they know we’re the london n*ggas that these baddies wanna see (brrt)
i put that sh*t on, i’m a beast
i don’t rock amiri, this givenchy unreleased
every day, soft spillin’ when i’m steppin’ in the streets
even on a sunday, boy, i’m fresher than priest (greaze)
my brother checkin’ for police ’cause he steppin’ with it (smoke)
my strap could tell you i’ma freak, boy, i slept with it (smoke)
they used to curve me, now they say that i look photogenic (brrt)
i stop complainin’, i stop waitin’, had to go and get it

- young stoner life lyrics

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