OK! ft. yvngkansai Lyrics

Don't hit my line bout what he's doin

Talk to the cops you really stupid

Glock go boom like metro boomin

And I dance on his grave like uma Thurman

Dissing on me? you think you funny

Up in ya crib finna fuck on ya mommy

You talking shit bitch you looking bummy

I laugh to the bank bitch I been getting money

I been getting racks

I been getting plaques

Lil nugget eater is the goat and that's facts

I got me a bag

Its filled with the bands

Wake up in the morning i feel like the man

I'm doing the race like Tay k

Ima pull up with the AK

'working too hard never vacay

Your shorty keep calling she crazy aye

Okay, nigga I don't got no friends

All I fucking do is make these bands

I got that 40 inch right in my pants

Yeah you know we ain't playin bitch

I got a glockie and that shit got some range bitch

I fuck yo shorty and she from the A-list

haha shorty real classy

i dont fuck with niggas cuz I think I'm racist or some shit

Mix it up just like acai

I sold me a pie

Movin out all the supply

50 for all of my guys

Is you with the vibe

If not i do not have your time

Spit about 24 lines

Addicted to rhymes

You know that I'm one of a kind

My shorty way more than a dime

I call up my slime

He said he committed a crime

Don't hit my line bout what he's doin

Talk to the cops you really stupid

Glock go boom like metro boomin

And I dance on his grave like uma Thurman

Dissing on me? you think you funny

Up in ya crib finna fuck on ya mommy

You talking shit bitch you looking bummy

I laugh to the bank bitch I been getting money

Hahaha