Okok

Lyrics

[Intro: Summrs] (Ready?) Yeah, yeah, come on Come on, yeah, yeah Yeah, what? [Verse 1: Summrs] Okay, okay, these niggas gon' make me rich, yeah New season Dior drip, yeah, throw it up, blatt, blatt, blick, yeah My niggas still crackin' them seals, yeah Nigga, don't get on the line I'm sippin' on mo'fuckin' pint, yeah, I'm not even in my prime, yeah Got the Glock on me, nigga, don't even try it, yeah, yeah Top model bitch, say she really love my diamonds, yeah, yeah Call up a PJ, we in the air, we flyin', yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hop on the mic', don't say anything, I ain't tryin', yeah, yeah Givin' a keys to the Benz, she gon' take it for a spin, yeah, yeah, yeah Look at my statements see how much I spent, yeah Prada shoes on me and they cost more than yo' rent, lil' boy (Nigga, don't get on the line) [Bridge: Dom Corleo] Woah, yeah Yeah [Verse 2: Dom Corleo] She keep sayin' I'm the best out Started fuckin' with lil' Dom, that lil' ho came around and got blessed now Yeah, please don't play with the gang, lil' bro, .45 blow your guts out (Yeah) Want smoke then it's up now, pull up, why you stuck now? (Now) (Yeah, yeah, yeah) (Woah, woah) I'm in a fast car, no rentin' If you ain't tryna cop a feat' then stop talkin', bro, yeah, I get it Still trippin' on them Percs, got a lil' plug, get 'em already (Get 'em already) Just got a new piece, [?], let's hit it (Let's go) [Verse 3: Armani] Stars out the roof in the Wraith (Ho) Hop out [?] the 'K (Skrrt, yeah) Play with the free bands all on the PJ (Yeah) [?] Rick Owens with the [?] Thinkin' 'bout OD'ing off the lean (Off the lean) Play with the racks, spill the lean on Amiri jeans (Yeah) [?] Talked to my goon and he say that he proud of me Okay, okay, play with your life and then [?] Big dog, R.I.P. to lil' Bana I'm off a good pint, please don't try it Breakin' her back at the [?] (Yeah) We done touched a mill', so proud of us (Blatt) Livin' my life on them dirty drugs At the red light, turn the gas off (Skrrt)