okay! ft. amore, koll & sWayve Lyrics

Hmm (amore!)

Huh, huh (Ayo rann0, this shit hard!)

Uh huh huh

Aye, come on!

Huh

Yeah, I'm cooling with twin, my gang

Smokin' za, we doin' our thing

Got the blicky on me, let it bang

Know what I'm sayin'?

Had to run up the bands, Usain

Nigga pull up, I'm takin' yo' chain

Told her slide and give me the brain

He wan' talk, I'll turn him to a stain

I had to go run it up, okay

I ain't sippin' out that cup, no way

Pull out my twin and it's stuck, okay (Okay)

Hey, pull up in a Trackhawk truck, okay

Already know that it's tucked, okay

Shawty pull up, wanna fuck, okay (Okay)

Shawty pull up, wanna fuck, okay

Keep the carts on me, talkin' 3DS

Bitch I keep it tucked, okay (Keep it tucked, tucked, tucked)

Gotta keep runnin' up, okay (Run it up, run it up)

Got me some money, now these bitches wanna talk all day (Hey, talk to me)

How they talk all day (Yeah, aye)

But I can't find a single reason just to coast by

Me and rann0 got us a couple of spies

Doing same shit that's gon' be my demise

Fuck a evil bitch, she got red in her eyes

Don't sip on no lean, I'm not pourin' no Sprite

You a Happy Meal that came with some fries

Found a bad thing, gon' make her my bride

Keep on goin' through every day of my life

Honda Odyssey, the doors slide to the side

Takin' Ls, man that's the essence of life

What makes a dub without little bits of strife?

That's for me to find out and for you to decide

Take another hit, man I'm high in the sky

Pop another ten, on the ground where I lay

I'm not tryin' to fuck, little bitch I'm just tired

Take all your shit then I run for my life

I need like ten bands (Racks, racks!)

He tryin' to box with a Glock, he think he a man's man

Hop in the Porsche, windows down, slide on the Ray-Bans

Rann0, koll, sWayve

Yeah, that's the gangnem (Gangnem)

Yeah, I'm coolin' with twin, my gang

Smokin' za, we doin' our thing

Got the blicky on me, let it bang

Know what I'm sayin'?

Had to run up the bands, Usain

Nigga pull up, I'm takin' yo' chain

Told her slide and give me the brain

He wan' talk, I'll turn him to a stain

I had to go run it up, okay

I ain't sippin' out that cup, no way

Pull out my twin and it's stuck, okay (Okay)

Hey, pull up in a Trackhawk truck, okay

Already know that it's tucked, okay

Shawty pull up, wanna fuck, okay (Okay)

Honda Odyssey, the doors slide to the side

Takin' Ls, man that's the essence of life

What makes a dub without little bits of strife?

That's for me to find out and for you to decide

I need liketen bands

He tryin' to box with a Glock, he think he a man's man

Hop in the Porsche, windows down, slide on the Ray-Bans

Rann0, koll, sWayve

Yeah, that's the gangnem