Testo OKAY, OKAY - Offset
Testo della canzone OKAY, OKAY (Offset), tratta dall'album HAUNTED BY FAME
(Have you ever been to London?)
Yeah
Okay, okay (Pharaoh)
Okay, okay
Yeah, yeah
She know the GOAT, that's me, okay (that's me)
Like, What up? The store on me, okay
Yeah, I'm havin' cho on me, okay (cho-cho)
OD, we gon' go OT, okay
Chandelier, my wrist on lit, okay (whoo)
Blew a nigga kit on kicks, okay
12 thousand fuckin' sticks, okay (rrah, rrah)
How the fuck a nigga miss? Okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, o-fuckin'-kay (okay)
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, o-fuckin'-kay (okay)
Yeah, she get on her knees for tips (for tips)
Yeah, I'm spendin' the greens and Nips (the Nips)
Yeah, Chanaynay her feet, her hips (Chanaynay)
Yeah, I'm sponsorin' sprees and trips, yeah (sprees)
I make it hard for niggas (it's hard for niggas)
I'm takin' the pussy straight up (straight up)
They say I'm too hard on bitches (on bitches)
The Birkin gon' make 'em make up (hey)
They're geekin', these hos on the glitter (the glitter)
Country nigga get put in a blender (in a blender)
Where your title, lil' boy? That's a rental (where your title?)
She got hit, that's a dent in the fender (that's a dent)
Ask your ho 'bout your boy, she remember (ask your ho)
Why the fuck would she miss you? I'm realer (why the fuck?)
Why you stallin'? I'm tryna get in her (why you're stallin'?)
She just order that dick, I deliver (uh-huh)
If he him, then I'm him, and I'm cold like December
When your money this tall, it don't fold in the middle
Fashion Week, I be drillin', I'm fresher than cinnamon
Wanna book the boy? Million the minimum
She know the GOAT, that's me, okay (that's me)
Like, what up? The store on me, okay
Yeah, I'm havin' cho on me, okay (cho-cho)
OD, we gon' go OT, okay
Chandelier, my wrist on lit, okay (whoo)
Blew a nigga kit on kicks, okay
12 thousand fuckin' sticks, okay (rrah, rrah)
How the fuck a nigga miss? Okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, o-fuckin'-kay (okay)
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, o-fuckin'-kay (okay)
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Writer(s): Kiari Kendrell Cephus
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