Okay Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Ok they say I'm cold
Sold a couple bows
Never touch my nose
This shit cost me 12 a p
I flipped it and put up a not
Breaking down the yola
And remixed it dam near broke the Pot
Hit the block
Soon as they hear Str8 drop
They gone rush the spot
Pistol hot
Never seen a box
And it's loaded and pop
Run up if you want
And you gone flop like an NBA plot
E ain't this and he ain't that
Bitch I'm still standing holding my Nutz
And Ian took a shot
Get em E
When that bitch dropped
I swear I shook up the spot
She nasty when that bitch dropped
They started to hate a lot
Grab da gauge
When that bitch dropped
They started to bite my style
Wise eye
When that bitch dropped
They said I forgot the streets
Concessions elevated
I'm the greatest
Jumped out the matrix
And Landed on running up paper
Selling dreams
I'm bout my cream
Money fiend
But I'm fair
split the profit
Ain't no tripping
Or no tricking
Call it
Hustlerz Ambition
Legal way
Or we can get it
Out da kitchen
Water whip it
Like we fishing
Out here hustling
For dem millions
Tryna get it
Like warren buffet
And Money Maywheather
Getting to the money
Make my day better
Ok they say I'm cold
Sold a couple bows
Never touch my nose
This shit cost me 12 a p
I flipped it and put up a not
Breaking down the yola
And remixed it dam near broke the Pot
Hit the block
Soon as they hear Str8 drop
They gone rush the spot
Pistol hot
Never seen a box
And it's loaded and pop
Run up if you want
And you gone flop like an NBA plot
E ain't this and he ain't that
Bitch I'm still standing holding my Nutz
And Ian took a shot
Really be jealous of me and I know It
Smile in my face and they act like They my boy
Coming around but they really don't Show it
Yeah Yeah yeah
Glock no safety want jam on a jelly Nigga
Clip perc 30 plus one in the head
Thank the lord ion gone to the feds
Talking down on the the gram
Ion trust em
Stealing grams out the pound
Ion trust em
Talking down on the book
Ion trust em
Really be jealous of me and I know It
Really be jealous of me and I know It
Really be jealous of me and I know It
Know it know it know it
Ok they say I'm cold
Sold a couple bows
Never touch my nose
This shit cost me 12 a p
I flipped it and put up a not
Breaking down the yola
And remixed it dam near broke the Pot
Hit the block
Soon as they hear Str8 drop
They gone rush the spot
Pistol hot
Never seen a box
And it's loaded and pop
Run up if you want
And you gone flop like an NBA plot
E ain't this and he ain't that
Bitch I'm still standing holding my Nutz
And Ian took a shot
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