​wokstar*

[Intro: Lil Slatt & ForgiXO]
But she got a fat-ass, I'm like, "Wait, ho"
I don't really need it, I'm not fake, no—
Ha, flyin' out of Mercury, the stars rock (Stars rock)
Drivin' with my shorty in a drop-top—

[Chorus: Lil Slatt]
Ayy, she a rockstar, ayy, she a wok-star
Sippin' on these drugs, bitch, I'm on them
Fuckin' on this bitch, yeah, she moanin'
Sippin' on these drugs, bitch, I'm on them
But she got a fat-ass, I'm like, "Wait, ho"
I don’t really need it, I’m not fake, no
I told that bitch I got all the bands, whoa
In a Tesla, not a Rove', whoa

[Bridge: Lil Slatt]
Is it all the money that you want?
Sorry, bitch, you not gettin' none
Bitch, I count these racks all for fun
Vlone on my tee, bitch, we on

[Verse: ForgiXO]
Yeah, designer on my baby got her dripped out
Foreign in the parking, doors flipped down
Butterfly my necklace, nеver checked out
Smokin' hеlla cookie, steady, gassed out
Flyin' outta Mercury, the stars rock (Stars rock)
Drivin' with my shorty in a drop-top (Drop-top)
Pop a perc' like soda with some pop rocks (Pop rocks)
Glocky in a Bentley, in the glove box
Artist in the 'Rari, flippin' 20s, drinkin' Henn'y
Pull up to the party and the Bentley, pretty penny (Penny)
My bitch is exotic off the molly, smokin' plenty (Whoa)
Rockstar like Jeff Hardy, got a army, really deadly

[Chorus: Lil Slatt]
Ayy, she a rockstar, ayy, she a wok-star
Sippin' on these drugs, bitch, I'm on them
Fuckin' on this bitch, yeah, she moanin'
Sippin' on these drugs, bitch, I'm on them
But she got a fat-ass, I'm like, "Wait, ho"
I don’t really need it, I’m not fake, no
I told that bitch I got all the bands, whoa
In a Tesla, not a Rove', whoa