Lyrics:
Steve Aoki
En alta pero siempre estamo' lowkey
Fumando verde como el traje de Loki
Tengo el cuello frío, puedo jugar hockey
Tu cuello brilla pero eso
When I land he giving me hockey’s
I put it down we making it sticky
In a drop top he drivin the sticky
We stuck together like glue on
Ain’t nobody
Big energy sick battery
I got out of the past
Now I'm feeling free
Just me in my room
No ego in between
Free buddy let's play
Some street hockey
hockey
And I'm really off the lean, so I'm moving like a zombie
B***h got a body and she tatted like kehlani
I dont even want the box i'm just tryna get
that mop stick I'm playing hockey
And I been sipping on that high Tech like it's sake
OUU OUU
Nigga what you gonna do
When them fe-fi-foes come for you
call your whole team
When I'm skating on a hater yeah they stay salty
Get to gashin yeah we slash em like we playing hockey
I be going end to end
I
me what was what
He helped me remember a terrible childhood I had plum forgot
Well my daddy used to wear a hockey mask
He chased high school
Chorus 2:
Stayin' cool...maybe a hockey puck on ice.
Stayin' cool...a frozen dinner would be nice.
Stayin' cool...just slide a glacier down my back.
sliding and I'm boucin' off shit like a hockey puck.
And my mother's like, "What the fuck?!"
He said I was born of an alien race.
Born with a hatchet
Rich Nigga, I'm draped up in Versace
I went up to the jeweler
When I left I'm playin' hockey
Bad bitches like it
She see Rarris & Buggatis
I'm poppin'
you
I'm a real ass nigga you fool (you fake)
You a pussy ass nigga
My momma she told me about it
The game so cold like hockey
You the same nigga jumpin'
the neck of the freaking exorcist
Bitch, I said that this mask ain't for hockey
Hate Versace, Versace, I got Münchhausen by proxy
I'm making you sick, don't
hockey yae (Wrist hockey yae)
Cost to be a boss and i got big pockets yae (Big pockets yae)
Cruising Through yo city in the summer make the top drop
I got
out with mo sticks than ah hockey league
My girl yea she bad an she boujee but she know this thuggin s*** come with me
I stand on 10 toes ain’t no
on my eight by ten picture
Papichu', slaying gcrews in icu
Battling, using hockey rules
For Keith Murray, doc gon' cock these tools
Rollin down like
Nightmare on Elm Street
A Nightmare on Elm Street
Feel like Jason, Friday 13th
Hockey mask with the .223
Issa Nightmare on Elm Street
A Nightmare on Elm
am Berg
Ich mag rudern... auf `nem Boot
Ich spiel Hockey... auch auf Eis
Ich geh segeln... auf dem See (alternativ: surfen...)
Ich mach Fitness...
(flex!)
Floor, I wanted diamonds, this shit look like hockey (f-f-flex)
Tattoos all on my young'un face
He 'bout to leave the country, he like, "Fuck
He was born in Big Beaver by the borderline
He started playing hockey by the time he was nine
His dad took the hose and froze the back yard
with the sticks on some
Slappin' a puck shit
No hockey, just riders, no jockey
Chinese food, less beef, more broccoli
My fortune cookie said stay humble
Gotta think
Hockey rink
Get a face tat with some ink
Stuart Little, ring in sink
On my watch got missing links
AMG, no doubletake
Writing lyrics,
Fiji water
I chase money like bank robber
I didn't mean to not call her
I couldn't find my phone charger
My mouth looks like ice hockey
Diamonds
should play hockey (Hmm)
Why you fuckin mad cuz you not me
I'm handsome I'm handsome (Huh)
Bitches say I'm handsome (Huh)
Move elegant and yes my diamonds
Apples, I'm home
Gonna grab a fuck (maybe play some hockey)
My mouth is a liar (beware)
My feet are on fire (who cares)
I've never been
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