Young Stoner Life, Young Thug And Gunna Lyrics
Read ‘Ski’ lyrics by American rapper Young Stoner Life, featuring Young Thug and Gunna, Young Stoner Life dropped ‘Ski’ in April as track 2 on Slime Language 2 album, produced by Babywave, Outtatown and Whezzy. Sing along to ‘Ski’ lyrics by Young Stoner Life.
Ski – By Young Stoner Life Ft Young Thug & Gunna
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Young Stoner Ft Young Thug & Gunna – Ski Lyrics
Intro: Young Thug
Woo
Tsunami
Spider, Sex
Chorus: Young Thug
Yeah, yeah (Woo)
Yeah (Woo), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Verse 1: Young Thug
The price I want for a show, you ‘gon need three promoters (Woo)
I got the body from Jim Ellis, but I had switched the motor (Skrrt)
I got these bad ass bitches riding ’round this bitch
And they all the coldest (Yeah)
I just told her make a store run (Yeah)
I just bought all the Trojans (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
I told her stay out my mentions (Yeah)
I told her stop telling everything she seen and told hеr,
“Meet me at the Ritz” (Let’s go)
I got baguеttes in the back of my ring and
I wasn’t even tryna hit (Tryna hit, yeah, yeah)
I told her she gotta run through the team before she can talk to the lick
(‘Fore she can talk to the, yeah)
Lamb chop, I just pulled up in some food (Skrrt, skrrt)
I told lil’ mama, “Tie all my shoes” (My shoes)
Showed her two million cash, now she woozy (Woah)
Twenty watches and I’m still snoozing (Twenty)
I had came up out the trenches,
Then I had beat a few bodies like Boosie
(Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woah, woah)
She said, “You murk ’em, I show you my coochie”
I had to sing to this bitch like lil’ Toosii (Woo)
Chorus: Young Thug
Yeah, yeah (Woo)
Yeah, yeah (Ski)
Yeah, yeah (Ski)
Yeah, yeah (Let’s go)
Post-Chorus: Young Thug
Bitch got a Backwood on her nightstand,
She must be fucking with Gunna (Yeah, yeah)
I fuck with slatts and we come to eat rats
And I came with some fucking piranhas (Yeah)
Verse 2: Gunna & Young Thug
All this Biscotti I got in my ‘Wood,
Need somebody grow me a tree (Tree)
Came out the hood, now my trunk got a hood,
Now I crank up the car with no keys
Beat it, she for the street-neet-neets
Only once, she got hit at the spinini
I feel a lil’ rich this week, to influence my family to not be cheap (Be cheap)
I tote an FN on me, call Neechie-Neech, it’s a Glock he keep
Duke Rollin’ 60’s, he locked in C’s
We roll in that coupe with the bucket seats (Bucket seats)
Got out that mud like a football cleat
I used to trap out of that four-door Jeep (Four-door)
Call up the plug and he know what I need (Know what I need)
Stay on her knees so we hardly speak (Hardly speak, yeah)
I’m in New York counting shmoney (Yeah)
Ain’t the stuntman, but I’m stunting (Yeah)
Wunna, these vibes wanna love me (Yeah)
Not wifey, and no lovey-dovey
Chorus: Young Thug
Yeah, yeah (Woo)
Yeah, yeah (Ski)
Yeah, yeah (Ski)
Yeah, yeah (Let’s go)
Post-Chorus: Gunna & Young Thug
Bitch had an Act stain on her jeans,
I know she fucking with Thugger (Yeah, yeah)
I fuck with slatts and we come to eat rats,
And I came with some fucking piranhas (Yeah)
Outro
Tsunami
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