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Sky High Stunna 1 by King

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Sky High Stunna 1

Hip Hop,male vocals

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Lyrics
Description
[Intro]
Yeah (yeah)
Takeoff (woo),
You know what I’m on (slatt)
Let’s go
[Chorus]
I’m in the coupe, it feel like a shuttle (skrrt)
She want the stars, I gave her the bundle (yeah)
I’m off the jet fuel, floatin’ above you (floatin’)
Neck like a igloo, cold in the summer (brr)
AP do numbers (yeah), racks got a slumber (racks)
Mixin' the Wock' with a little cucumber (mud)
City been mine, I don’t need no runner (nah)
Used to be humble, now I just stunna (woo)
[Verse 1]
Told 'em I’m gone, now I’m back on the rise (yeah)
Drip on tsunami, it came from Dubai (drip)
She in my section, just look at her eyes (uh)
Said I’m a star, I don’t need to reply (nah)
Hop out the Lambo, it feel like a tank (skrrt)
Pockets on swole, like I live in the bank (racks)
Ain’t doin’ features unless it’s a thank (nah)
Got too much ice, I might slip in the drank (mud)
All of these leeches, they want me to fall
But I keep risin', I’m dodgin’ ‘em all (rise)
Labels keep callin', I'm curvin’ the calls
'Cause I made a M off a vibe in the loft (real)
[Chorus]
I’m in the coupe, it feel like a shuttle (vroom)
She want the stars, I gave her the bundle (bundle)
I’m off the jet fuel, floatin’ above you (yeah)
Neck like a igloo, cold in the summer (brr)
AP do numbers (what), racks got a slumber (count)
Mixin' the Wock' with a little cucumber (mud)
City been mine, I don’t need no runner (nah)
Used to be humble, now I just stunna (go)
[Verse 2]
Countin' these blessings like it’s Ramadan (facts)
Smokin’ on pressure that came from Milan (gas)
Shawty keep textin’ like “Where you been gone?” (where?)
Told her I’m movin’ like nothin’ is wrong (yeah)
Sky ain't the limit, I’m way outta reach
VV my teeth, I ain't gotta preach (bling)
House on the cliff and it came with a beach
I don’t do talkin', I’m really elite
This ain't no gimmick, it’s life how I live (nah)
Fendi my collar, Margiela the bib (drip)
All of my dawgs got a crib and a whip
It’s not on the ‘Gram ‘cause we movin' legit (real)
[Chorus]
I’m in the coupe, it feel like a shuttle (yeah)
She want the stars, I gave her the bundle (bundle)
I’m off the jet fuel, floatin’ above you (woo)
Neck like a igloo, cold in the summer (ice)
AP do numbers (woo), racks got a slumber (slatt)
Mixin' the Wock' with a little cucumber (mud)
City been mine, I don’t need no runner (nah)
Used to be humble, now I just stunna (go)
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