Lyrics Ok - Izzie Gibbs

Ok - Izzie Gibbs
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

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