Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ok, artist - Izzie Gibbs. Album song Yin Yang, in the genre Дабстеп
Date of issue: 22.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Dice
Song language: English
Ok |
Yeah that lean club shit |
That goo gang shit |
All these niggas talking shit |
If they got paid for talking shit, they’d be rich by now, shit you know |
I was in the cold for the rubber bands |
Ok, Ok, Ok (That money) |
So I could put a stack in my mother hands (Mum I love you, you know) |
You too busy stunning for your instagram |
Ok, Ok, Ok |
If I can do it in my brothers can (Yeah) realise I’m the fucking man |
Let’s get some trees and watch your money grow |
My mumma thinks I ain’t coming home |
I do this shit some my brothers won’t |
I’m on the block |
I don’t love the road |
Trust where I’m from man the summers cold |
The blocks hot, it’s got me feeling Filipino |
Talk trap, but we really bringing kilos |
The fuck boys they know we know |
I’m still winning with my people |
Torch jabs aye, you don’t clap iron |
Damn liars, you ain’t bad you rap violent |
Might just run in and your traps tired |
I got a show so I brung lions |
I bring a rulers with me |
Damn it hits fam |
I pulled a juggle with me, they ain’t really fucking with me |
I got a ting, I love her, saying I love her titties |
I give her big boy strokes then she buss it for me |
She ain’t easy |
I was in the cold for the rubber bands |
Ok, Ok, Ok |
So I could put a stack in my mother hands |
You too busy stunning for your instagram |
Ok, Ok, Ok |
If I can do it in my brothers can realise I’m the fucking man |
Do this shit with my cousin, but he’s more like a brother |
Doing straight up drilling, man you best take cover |
And you rap about killings cause you got one cutter |
But you ain’t seen a gotter, think I’m bluffing gon' be stressed for your mumma |
Hand down stain get any |
My old friends I hope you get buried, I celebrate and pour henny |
Man are way too techy, and you’ll see me in a bally if I hear you got a belly |
‘Cause that’s how it goes round here, feds on patrol round here |
Man do road out here, it’s cold round here, make it snow pablo round here |
Do you live in the ends? |
You ain’t know round here, get ghost out here |
Love don’t get shown out here, Love don’t get shown out here |
It’s not okay ‘round here |
I was in the cold for the rubber bands |
Ok, Ok, Ok |
So I could put a stack in my mother hands |
You too busy stunning for your instagram |
Ok, Ok, Ok |
If I can do it in my brothers can realise I’m the fucking man |