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Pop Smoke

Okay Okay

 

Okay Okay


(AXL)
You know what it is
When you hear that, ha
Tired of these niggas capping (Tired of these niggas cappin')
(TrapHouseMob)
Niggas running their jewels (Niggas running their jewels)
Okay, okay
(This is a Melo beat)
They ain't expecting this one
From the Brooklyn Bridge, South Bronx

My bitch go loco, loco (Haha, it's how I roll, ha)
Woo back, baby (Woo back, baby)
Woo (Haha, yeah, ha)
Let me see some (Ha)
Okay, okay (I see ya)
Okay, okay

Montana (Okay, okay)
Is that your whip? (Okay, okay)
Is that your bitch? (Okay, okay)
Wanna get me slipping (Okay, okay)
Put this on my hip (Okay, okay)
I got a thing for Bugattis
My youngins itching to body
And I ain't looking behind
I cut that rearview on the side (Okay, okay)
I got French over like Vanessa
Williams in the millions, forty cop on her dresser (Dresser)
It's that South Bronx, baby
Loko, loko (Loko), dough boy, loko
Nigeria, loko, loko, ball, couldn't go pro
Watch your leg, David shoot it out with the po-po (Uh-huh)
They be like, "Coke boys, goddamn, where's the cocaine" (Uh-huh)
Half a mill for a show
Goddamn, came from the four train (Uh-huh)
Still live by the cold main
Twenty-four karat on my gold chain (Bling)
Four finger gold ring
Still have the old one

My bitch love coco, coco (Haha)
Woo back, baby (Woo back, baby)
Woo (Haha, yeah)
Let me see some
Okay, okay (I see ya)
Okay, okay

Look, you cannot say Pop and forget the Smoke (Yeah)
I'm from the Floss where niggas tote (Ooh)
They couldn't be Crips, so they turned Folks (Bah)
Driving through the 'Ville, dropping the cho (Brrt)
I gotta laugh 'cause these niggas jokes (Haha)
Dread like, "Who these niggas?" (Who these niggas?)
"I don't know" (I don't know)
But I'm on go (Woo)
And I'm in that Bugatti, moving two hundred (Bah)
Giving pumps, like, "Who shot ya?" (Grr)
Me and Trey, that's four choppers (Woo)
Man down (Woo)
All you see is helicopters (Grr)
Paramedics pick him up
They gon' send him to the doctor (Get that nigga)
I'm in the hood like an engine, revving (Trey, get that nigga)
My checks is clearing (Woo, woo)
Your checks is pending (Woo, woo)
And I got a couple gangsters, let me know (It's a fact)
If you want smoke (If you want smoke)
'Cause, boy, I can send 'em (Boy, I can send 'em)
And I got a bad bitch, ass up (Hahaha)
Face down (Face down)
Yeah, she love doggystyle (Uh-huh)
And she got a Louis bag (Yeah)
That hold the extendo (Woo, woo)
Okay, okay (Okay, okay)
Okay, okay

Look, my bitch go loco, loco (Haha)
Woo back, baby (Woo back, baby)
Woo (Haha, yeah)
Let me see some
Okay, okay (I see ya)
Okay, okay
My bitch go loco, loco (Haha)
Woo back, baby (Woo back, baby)
Woo (Haha, yeah)
Let me see some
Okay, okay (I see ya)
Okay, okay (Turn around)

done

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