"OK" lyrics

Bitch I'm blessed, achoo
Imma do what I choose
Look at me, now look at you
I like all my faces blue
I could never play the fool, all I do is play it cool
I'm a young bull, never play by the rules
She a ratchet, a tool, so I bolt that till I screw
Took a look at my jewels, then she sucked me like a Juul
Got the gas, got the fuel, top shelf, need the stool
Wooshy wooshy woo, watch me do what I do

E-E-Everything I do, I do with finesse and grace
They was moving too slow so I had to set the pace
Yeah
I don't like stairs, all I do is elevate
Yeah
I don't need to talk, I prefer to demonstrate
Yeah, yeah
Ok, ok, ok, ok
Yeah
Throwing cake like Steve Aoki
Yeah
I look good, I smell like Dolce
Yeah
Rich and independent
Ok

Follow my dreams, I follow my gut
I follow your bitch, she follow me back
She calling my phone, ain't calling her back
You doing too much, you gotta relax
I woke up this morning and thought to myself
Imma make money today
In tune with nobody but me and myself
Cause I cannot fuck with the fakes

Yeah, yeah

Everything I do, I do with finesse and grace
They was moving too slow so I had to set the pace
Yeah
I don't like stairs, all I do is elevate
Yeah
I don't need to talk, I prefer to demonstrate
Yeah
Ok, ok, ok, ok
Yeah
Throwing cake like Steve Aoki
Yeah
I look good, I smell like Dolce
Yeah
Rich and independent
Ok

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