Okay

Okay

OkayYeah, yeah, okay

Wrist so wet I might drown

Bitch, don′t talk, you goin' downtown (okay)

I done made six half for the whole week

Plug want a player then I′m goin' O.T (okay)

I just made 457 on Wok

I'll hop in that Scat, and I′m bendin′ your block (okay)

Nigga wanna scrap, well, then, let it go rock

My lil' nigga got it, I bet he gon′ pop (okay)

I can make 10 on face no fillin', six dot like Krillin, I′m smokin' gorilla (okay)

Couple of my niggas just caught that nigga that was runnin′ off

Dawg, I know they gon' kill him (okay)

Smokin' on killer and takin′ your bitch on a trip

And we fucked on the floor of my villa (okay)

I ain′t got time for two things, what?

These stupid ass hoes and they feelings, ayy (okay)

All independent, my bitches just call, and they get it

They know that this ballin' authentic (okay)

Chocolate vanilla get hot so I hopped out the dealer

I copped a new car and I tint it (okay)

Won′t lie, lil' bitch had a nigga down

But now that I′m out of my feelings (okay)

I'ma stack the money so tall in the crib

It be lookin′ like the roof came out of my ceilin" (okay)

Soon as I hop in, I zoom, scoopin' that bih like a spoon (okay)

I got this FN, it sing like that bitch is in tune

Look at his face when we walked in the room (okay)

Ayy, 35 MAC-10s, ayy, I'll kill him, he play with my back end (okay)

Fuckin′ that shorty, and I′m makin' her back bend

After my niggas walk in, we tagged in, ayy (okay)

Ayy, right off the bat, shorty, she know that I′m black, but I'll Doja that cat (okay)

She wear that thong, I like them tights

Keep pullin′ that pussy to show that it's fat (okay)

Maybach to back with the double R

Copped the new Duffle, it came with the double star (okay)

Then I put the trunk inside the front so when I′m backin' up

I still front on every one of y'all niggas (okay), it′s Tory

Hopped in the scat, bitch, I′m back, where have you been? (Okay)

50 thousand dollars on my jack', goin′ stupid (okay)

Back outside, every time, it's a new fit (okay)

Niggas love to lie, gotta tell ′em what the truth is (okay)

Hopped in the scat, bitch, I'm back, where have you been? (Okay)

50 thousand on my jack′, goin' stupid (okay)

Back outside, every time, it's a new fit (okay)

Niggas love to lie, gotta tell ′em what the truth is (okay)

I whip wrap the Scat the same color the Lambo′ (wrap it)

I pull up orange and brown, they both look like Reece's (okay)

I get in that mode where I fuck niggas′ hoes (mode)

And I break 'em off and send ′em back home in pieces (okay)

Got a bitch from the six, cut her off, don't know how to suck dick (six)

Had to smack her head, like, "Watch the teeth" (okay)

I be givin′ the Holy Ghost to hoes, they see me (ah, oh my God)

They get to passin' out and screamin' out, "Jesus" (okay)

I′ma keep it real, I′on't really fuck with police (woop)

I′on't know shit, when I see ′em, I'm speechless (shh)

I′on't really wanna fuck with rap niggas, they bitches

I'd rather chill with my daughter, my nieces

Actin′ like he love me, I′on't need no new brothers (nope)

I′on't want advice, nigga, keep it

Let a nigga touch me, I′ma have to show you somethin'

I′ma have your family talkin' to the preacher

I'm not affiliated with no gang

But my Rollie face blue, look like it′s out the freezer

I′m makin' niggas′ bitches say my name

She ain't know how to fuck, so Baby had to teach her

Oops, I ain′t mean it (oops), I put it on her face

And gave her an all-white towel, so she could clean it (ew)

I'm Baby Jesus, sometimes I wear it once and give it away

Sometimes I hit the cleaners (go)

Who wanna get knocked out?

I′ma come burn a nigga, hot sauce

I'ma hoo, knock a nigga socks off

'Bout to cop a new drop, take the top off

Should I go get the ′Vette or the double R?

My momma gon′ say, "God-damn, that's another car" (damn)

I got so many square feet inside of my mansion

There room in the bed for every one of y′all

Like fuck it, let's have a sleep-over

Got your bitch suckin′ dick, got her deep throatin'

No, we ain′t doin' shows 'til Corona over

′Bout to take the trap back over, we open

I can make 50 songs ′fore the week over

Keep your bitch ass asleep if you sleep on me

Tryna figure which car I'ma drive today

Hit the gas ′til they call the police on me

Yeah, bitch, I-

Hopped in the scat, bitch, I'm back, where have you been? (Okay)

50 thousand dollars on my jack′, goin' stupid (okay)

Back outside, every time, it′s a new fit (okay)

Niggas love to lie, gotta tell 'em what the truth is (okay)

Hopped in the scat, bitch, I'm back, where have you been? (Okay)

50 thousand dollars on my jack′, goin′ stupid (okay)

Back outside, every time, it's a new fit (okay)

Niggas love to lie, gotta tell ′em what the truth is (okay)