Wokstar Lyrics – Young Stoner Life
Singer: Young Stoner Life
Title: Wokstar
Aero
Ah, rah, rah
Ayy, run it back Sluzyyy
Skrrah
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)
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#gg#, 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
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)
Jumped off the jet, I left s#men 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#gg#s 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
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)
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