Young Stoner Life - WokStar (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Young Stoner Life - WokStar (en) Lyrics
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Jumped off the porch, then made a
pit stop at the bank (Let's go)
Like I'm playing 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 slimes never
panic (No way, slatt)
I'll die about my bands, close
to the top, I had to
manage that (For real)
Wockhardt rockstar (Yeah)
Black excellence, stars
in the car (Skrrt)
I make Barry Bonds hits
I'm like Tony, I'm like Mitch
Match my voice to the tempo, I get
paid in full (Paid in full)
Paid cash records just like
Chavo and Z-Bo (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 her geeked
up, diablo shorty (Diablo, skrrt)
I got a party pack in my pocket,
let's get the party
started (Party started)
Yeah, I could, I'm the captain,
she had to take it to
the sargeant (Sargeant)
Closet full with too many racks,
put 'em in the floor (Floor)
Superstar, lookin' for me, need
a telescope (I'm gone)
I'm done with Alexander McQueen,
I'm onto McCartney, bro
I had to make my name when I came
'round, that's what I did it for
Like I'm playing golf, I could
hit holes today (Okay)
Jumped off the jet, I left
semen on the seat
I flew out to Greece, sippin'
syrup by the sea (Ice)
Banned me from the States,
talkin' visa policies
They know we're them London niggas that
these baddies wanna see (Brrt)
I put that shit on, I'm
a beast (Savage)
I don't rock Amiri, this
Givenchy unreleased
Every day, it's sauce spillin' when
I'm steppin' in the streets (Ice)
Even on a Sunday, boy, I'm fresher
than a priest (Greaze)
My brother checkin' for police 'cause
he steppin' with it (Smoke)
My strap could tell you I'm a freak,
boy, I slept with it (Smoke)
They used to curve me, now they say
that I look photogenic (Brrt)
I stopped complainin', I stopped
waitin', had to go and get it
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