Okay Okay (feat. IAmLilStretch) [Remix]

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Yeah okay okay, yeah okay okay
Counting up that paper, nigga, make sure my niggas straight
Yeah okay okay, nigga, yeah okay okay
I know we gon be okay, I got you any day
Told big bro we hit the stage and we just might be set for life
Okay okay nigga, yeah okay okay
I'm the type of nigga to take your bitch and shit gon be okay
Niggas they ain't spinning any blocks, f*ck round and waste the glock
Niggas they aint sending any shots, how the f*ck they shells get hot
Posted up on any block, I know my face good
Niggas know I'm gator, I'm from Florida you know my state hood
Remember when I caught a case a nigga had to stay quiet
Man them goofy hoes don't play man, they just stay wilding
Came from rags to riches, now I'm bagging bitches
Came a long way from carjacking and flipping nickels
I ain't never missed a call when it's about that scroller
I ain't never diss my dogs, can't beef with all my niggas
If you snitch then you a rat, I don't know nothing bout that
If they ask me said they saying shit but I wasn't supposed to trap
Spend that money and get it back, you don't know nothing bout that
What you know bout showing love and the plug might front you sack
Lemme get it, out the mud I couldn't tell you where I was at
My shorty got my GPS on some she know where I'm at
But I still go wherever I wanna go and that's no cap
My nigga got a loaf for me, I'm pulling up where you at
As soon as we get this shit off I go get up on a sack
Okay nigga, I got lots of money I made today nigga
We been eating good, we don't eat no Chick-Fil-A nigga
Get paid nigga, hella racks we just made in a day nigga
Counting up that paper, nigga, make sure my niggas straight
Yeah okay okay, nigga, yeah okay okay
I know we gon be okay, I got you any day
Told big bro we hit the stage and we just might be set for life
Okay okay nigga, yeah okay okay
I'm the type of nigga to take your bitch and shit gon be okay
Niggas they ain't spinning any blocks, f*ck round and waste the glock
Niggas they aint sending any shots, how the f*ck they shells get hot
Posted up on any block, I know my face good
Niggas know I'm gator, I'm from Florida you know my state hood
Remember when I caught a case a nigga had to stay quiet
Man them goofy hoes don't play man, they just stay wilding
Okay okay okay, these rappers selling adderal, that ain't no yay
Stay yo place, best to say yo peace, if not we slay yo face
I'm on that grind, you had to pay yo way, you paid a layaway
It's like a lease to sell yo chain away, ya soul will fadeaway
Like Kevin Garnett tryna make a play and get some fame okay
I was prolly 10 years old and letting Tony Yayo play
Take this pain away like tryna take Lil Boosie fade away
A-okay, I'm like por que No se, por no hablo Englei
If you ask how I'm living, shit I'm good, I'm in the neighborhood
Where punk-ass white boys ain't gon take it lightly say it ain't the hood
Camden I was doing dances, searching for the stamps
Them junkies told me it was up the block, they hollered at my mans
And they hop out before the hop out boys had ever had a chance
And Hop back in, with the murder packs all wrapped in rubber bands
I'm in a trans, couldn't wait until that devil touch my hands
I'm down bad, searching for a reason not to shoot it, BLAM
And now I'm bleeding, nah I ain't okay ride down the straightaway
I'm on that bread like where the mayo lay, I cook like Rachel Ray
Shout out Stretch, he from the FL like he making eight hundred and eights
We gon step, no NFLtwok ain't no games to play
This NJ okay? Okay okay

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