"Ok!" lyrics

Fa Fa
Gang gang gang

Fbeee

Gang

I've been running up cheese okay
Where that fuck boy lack, where he lay?
I walk down with chopper, we catch him we spray
I-I tote that Glock, my twin gotta K
I cop this hoe what she want, cus she my bae
These niggas be sweet, sum like sorbet
Boy don't hit my phone if it ain't bout no pay
Yuh, T-Twin hit me he tryn' go make a play
Bullets hit a opp he caught an array
12-12 watching gotta stay out the way
Know some niggas plotting keep that Glock everyday
Huh, I gotta stay on the move, Huh, yea I be running these bags up
I see niggas copy my swag, cus' I got some shit they don't have bruh

(Bitch!)

I've been running up cheese okay
Where that fuck boy lack, where he lay?
I walk down with chopper, we catch him we spray
I-I tote that Glock, my twin gotta K
I cop this hoe what she want, cus she my bae
These niggas be sweet, sum like sorbet
Boy don't hit my phone if it ain't bout no pay
Yuh, On God, on God, on God, on God
On God