WokStar
Strick, Young Stoner Life, Skepta
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(Aero) Shh Rah, rah (Ayy, run it back Sluzyyy) Skrrah Jumped out 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 (wow) YSL elite, all the slimes never panic (no way, slatt) I throw back 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 like my brother Mula name (Mula name) She already know that I'm lit (I'm lit), I got the world in my reach (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 sergeant (sergeant) 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 Jumped out 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 (wow) YSL elite, all the slimes never panic (no way, slatt) I throw back my bands, close to the top, I had to manage that (for real) Wockhardt rockstar (yeah) Black excellence, stars in the car (skrrt) 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 (brr) I put that shit on, I'm a beast I don't rock Amiri, this Givenchy unreleased Every day, 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 (brr) I stopped complainin', I stopped waitin', had to go and get it Jumped out 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 (wow) YSL elite, all the slimes never panic (no way, slatt) I throw back my bands, close to the top, I had to manage that (for real) Wockhardt rockstar (yeah) Black excellence, stars in the car (skrrt)
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Written by: Joseph Adenuga, Tauren O'Lander Strickland
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