Lil Yachty – Strike (Holster) Music Mp3 Download
The Multi-Talented Singer and Songwriter Lil Yachty released this single track titled “Strike (Holster)” which we made available for Free Mp3 Download.
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Lil Yachty – Strike (Holster) Lyrics
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah (Mm, mm)
Okay (Yeah), okay, okay (Mm, mm, mm, mm)
It’s us (Brr)
[Chorus]
I been rolled up, yeah, I was geekin’
I was—, huh, I was high as fuck, tweakin’ (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I was tryna strike shit, I was tryna strike shit
I was tryna strike shit, like a match, late night, yeah
Strike like I missed it, strike like I hit the pin
Strike like I’m not goin’ to work, strike, strike
[Verse 1]
You know that shit look real when you already do
You know the guys sip on drank ’til it’s early, yeah
All this Bottega shit I shop at, Berlin just did
Drank man had cracked the seal, I begged him to sell it too (Oh dear)
Stars on or off, this shit ain’t nothin’, I switch the coupe (Gang)
Emo bitch, she like to go taste shrooms, look like Betty Boop (Yeah, yeah)
She ain’t me, coppin’ SRTs and do FruityLoops (She ain’t me)
He can’t play big bank, I switch out whips like they switch out shoes (Yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah (Mm, mm)
Okay (Yeah), okay, okay (Mm, mm, mm, mm)
It’s us (Brr)
[Chorus]
I been rolled up, yeah, I was geekin’ (Yeah)
I was—, huh, I was high as fuck, tweakin’ (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I was tryna strike shit, I was tryna strike shit (Strike)
I was tryna strike shit, like a match, late night, yeah (Slatt, slatt, strike)
Strike like I missed it (Yeah), strike like I hit the pin (Yeah)
Strike like I’m not goin’ to work (Yeah), strike, strike
[Verse 2]
Slide (Okay), slide, show them somethin’ show them, show them, uh
Stack them old hundreds, recreate Yoda (Hm, hm, hm)
I don’t put no crushed ice in my soda (Hm, hm, hm)
Percy got her stuck like a holster, uh (Hm, hm, hm)
It’s a gun in my holster (Hm, hm, hm, no stylist)
New Balenci’ out in Dover (Hm, hm, hm, 220)
It’s a four in my soda, sit it on a Balenci’ coaster (Shh)
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah (Mm, mm)
Okay (Yeah), okay, okay (Mm, mm, mm, mm)
It’s us (Brr)
[Chorus]
I been rolled up (Yeah), yeah, I was geekin’ (Yeah)
I was—, huh, I was high as fuck, tweakin’ (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I was tryna strike shit, I was tryna strike shit
I was tryna strike shit, like a match, late night, yeah
Strike like I missed it, strike like I hit the pin
Strike like I’m not goin’ to work, strike, strike
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