OK ! Lyrics

(Gravity)

We gone be ok, we gone be aight (be aight)

I'm bussin' down a 8, i'm pouring up the sprite (hahaha)

I'm so fucking high i think i'm out my mind (out my mind)

Got this thotty on my line but i just hit decline (skrr, skrr)

You too worried 'bout lil Maison, how i live my life

Get your racks up lil nigga, go ahead get you right

Get your racks up lil nigga, go ahead get you right

I rock Balmain, she rocking Fendi tights

I rock Balmain, we shopping every night (every night)

Hop in the SVJ this bitch a butterfly (a butterfly)

If i hop in the SVJ that lil bitch better fly (it better fly)

Got my left wrist froze, i'm boutta flood the right

I dont do miller light, i got a codeine cup

Half y'all niggas sipping pai, and that shit sus us fuck

She want a tummy tuck, she want a tummy tuck

She want a BBL, fly to Miami, lift it up

We got weed for sale

And we got sticks in trucks

Yeah we just hop out trucks

Young nigga don't give no fuck

Goons in the back, got goons in the back, got goons in the front

Got a big bag, count blues every month

Got a big bag yeah we do this for fun

Diamond water like Dasani

Diamond shining like the sun

He not the two, he the one

He not a rat, he a bird 'cause he sung

Young nigga blowing out O's

I'm Do Si Do smoking the lung

I'm beating it up like a drum

Lil Maison just be on her tongue

I'm shitting on 'em like dung

I'm beating on 'em like Kung

Don't come around you'll get stund

All this fucking ice on me

(I bought it from Elliot, i bought from Elliot, and i'm rocking vetement)

(This water from Elliot, i bought it from Elliot, yeah)

I gave the bitch the world she tried switching on me

I gave my bro my word he tried snitchin' on me

This for all the birds who tried shittin' on me (hrrr, hrrr)

Don't let it over your head (send me a light nigga)

Don't let it over your head

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I just, i just poured up, i just poured up

Pour my feelings out that pint, before i throw it up (i throw it up)

I just poured up, i just poured up

Ask me how i'm feeling every night i told her (huh)

We gone be ok, we gone be aight (be aight)

I'm bussin' down a 8, i'm pouring up the sprite (hahaha)

I'm so fucking high i think i'm out my mind (out my mind)

Got this thotty on my line but i just hit decline (skrr, skrr)

You too worried 'bout lil Maison, how i live my life

Get your racks up lil nigga, go ahead get you right

Get your racks up lil nigga, go ahead get you right

I rock Balmain, she rocking Fendi tights

I rock Balmain, we shopping every night (every night)

Hop in the SVJ this bitch a butterfly (a butterfly)

If i hop in the SVJ that lil bitch better fly (it better fly)