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Ok – Lil Skies

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Letra de Ok

Buddah Bless this beat

Mm, okay, oh yeah


Fuck nigga say he got a problem

Hol’ up, nigga, keep your head up

I’m a young nigga, got my bread up

I’m fuckin’ his bitch with my leg up (Let’s go)

We pull up in Excursions

2020, nigga in a suburban

I’m shootin’ that nigga, I’m swervin’

I’m fuckin’ his bitch but she slurpin’

We shoot his lil’ brother in a hoopty

In a while, we shooting a movie

I’m fuckin’ on all these groupies

These niggas be actin’ like goofies

I dance on a bitch like Fivi

Give her Perc’, she call me papi

Tattoos all on my body

Let her come ride on my Johnny

These bitches, they say I’m cocky

Look at ’em, like, ’Who gon’ stop me?’

Been ballin’ on niggas like Kyrie

Big boss shit like John Gotti

In the game and you know I gotta win it

Been ballin’, nigga, give me a minute

You on the side lines and you lookin’ like you losin’

You talkin’ all that shit, nigga why you accusin’?

You actin’ like a bitch, stop doin’ that hoe shit

Instagram, postin’ pictures of your toe shit

What the fuck? Niggas on some hoe shit

I mean it like, niggas on some hoe shit

Me and Stan, we on kick the door shit

Back to back, kick up in your flow shit

I run up in your house and I get the motion

I ain’t with the back and forth and all the commotion

I was really down bad but now I’m floatin’

Track to track, back to back, I go in

Lap for lap, around the world, they notice

Fast as fuck like a locomotive

Walk in the trap like, ’Hey’

Look at that bitch like, ’You ain’t my bae’

You ain’t payin’ my rent, my shit ain’t paid

Bitch wanna fuck and just get laid

Nigga like me, I’m steady gettin’ paid, huh

Workin’ that bitch like a maid, huh

Workin’ that bitch like a slave, huh

Workin’ ’til I’m in my fuckin’ grave, huh

Another verse, I can do it for fun

Lyrical like a nigga, Big Pun

Lyrical Lemonade with the runts

Lyrical Lemonade, how I stunt

Niggas hatin’, I feel like I’m Cole Bennett

Hop out the Tesla with a midget

Came up in this bitch with a smidget

Nigga talkin’, I’ma make him cricket

I can’t settle for no minimal wage

Nigga like me countin’ the blues

Nigga like me stay with the crew

Nigga like me jump out the stu’

Young nigga, I was countin’ the dollars

Young nigga make ya big momma holla

Young nigga, I been countin’ with partners

Young nigga, I’ma spend it with goblins

Young nigga, I stay with all the troops

Young nigga, they gon’ hop out and shoot

Dark tints, thing gon’ slide through the roof

Dark tints, thing gon’ show you what it do

If you tell the cops, nigga, you lame

Nigga think he flexin’ with that lil’ chain

Nigga think he up like he the thang

Nigga thinkin’ ’til we take off his brain

Go to the bank, pull out a fifty

Bad bitch sent me pics of her titties

I’m a clean nigga, don’t give me hickeys

Kicked her out after she suck my (Dicky)

Where your bag at? Bitch, I got (Plenty)

Sippin’ lean, it go straight to my (Kidney)

Big guns, we gon’ shoot ’em with (Semis)

Smoking runts, this shit, this shit gas

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