Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song That's Okay, artist - Rahmeen
Date of issue: 30.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
That's Okay |
Whippin' round my city, I just need myself some space |
People jealous, throwin' shade, but friendly to my face |
I can’t stand it when |
I can’t, I can’t stand it when |
No, no |
I can’t stand it when |
I can’t, I can’t stand it when |
Niggas be actin' like they really trappin' |
I ball like I’m Maverick |
My grandma be trappin' |
I got bitches from Miami to Dallas |
That nigga talked down and got fixed like a pallet |
Ugly God AKA Booty Fanatic |
Every lil' track that I drop is a classic |
All this hate shit got me charged like a tablet |
My wrist, it be whippin' more bricks than the palace |
I’ll take yo bitch on a date |
I’ll fuck yo bitch in her face |
They slept on me. |
Now they awake |
I’m in the field like a rake |
My diamonds, they drip like a lake |
I sit back and thumb through this cake |
Sleep on me that’s your mistake |
Bitch, I make hits like I’m Drake |
Like I’m Drizzy, I run through my city |
City named Houston, like last name of Whitney |
Rockin' this fresh fig got me feelin' minty |
Stay out of trouble 'cause my face too pretty |
Yeh! |
Yeah! |
Just met this shawty |
She said that I’m fine and she wan' have my baby |
I said, «Girl, you crazy» |
Watchin' me surf |
And Now you wanna join 'cause you see that I’m wavy |
No, no, no |
Whippin' round my city, I just need myself some space |
People jealous, throwin' shade, but friendly to my face |
That’s okay, that’s okay, I know what that mean |
They know I’m ballin' on these bitches, just me and my team |
And all my family do not play |
All my family do not play |
We been here to fuckin' stay |
Ohh! |
Ballin' on this bitches like I never had shit |
I look inside my palm and see an atlas |
And lately I’ve been really on some Mr. Krabs shit |
I got the bands. |
And I keep some underneath my mattress |
Learned a lot about myself in the past few months |
Forgot a lot about myself with the last few blunts |
Then I’m comin' at them all the way |
'Cause every time I do them favors |
They just try to cross me over like they Hardaway |
Had to learn this shit the harder way |
Don’t doubt me. |
Just trust me. |
I’m serious |
I don’t wanna hear your thoughts on me |
If I told you I wasn’t curious (No!) |
Whippin' round my city, I just need myself some space |
People jealous, throwin' shade, but friendly to my face |
That’s okay, that’s okay, I know what that mean |
They know I’m ballin' on these bitches, just me and my team |
And all my family do not play |
All my family do not play |
We been here to fuckin' stay |
Ohh! |