ok ok
[Chorus]
Okay, okay
Clips to him like a barber, yeah
Everyday bitch I go harder, yeah
Everyday bitch I get smarter, yeah
Okay, okay
I get me a beat and I slide
Your lil' bitch is down for the ride
I don't got no main, just sides
Okay, okay
Like a football game, we roughin' him up
Chasin' the racks, I ain't had enough
Gorilla lil' bitch I'm puffin' my chest up
Okay, okay
Took a trip to her house, but i cannot stay
Miss me with the bullshit olé
Caught accouple body's nigga okay
Okay, okay
We want the smoke, want all of that shit
I see in the bitch I get hits after hits
You see the brand? It's an overseas fit
You aim at his shit but you can't hit the neck
You up in the stu' and you can't make a hit
Gutter, gutter bitch we stay in that bitch
Model clothes, and I model my bitch
My hoe Corona, I'm sick of that bitch
Rollie, bling, all on the wrist
Big guns, we don't do fists
Smoking THC I don't do none of that nic
We in the Borolla we hotbox this shit
There be 4 blunts rotating, 4 heads
Hop out the whip and we look like walking dead
Watching my back 'cause I know them niggas fed
[Bridge]
Call him Dorothy, stay with them bricks
Celine my shirt, up my sleeve got a whole lot of tricks
Knew she was in love the way she was sucking on my dick
Call me top shotta you know we gon' pull up with them blicks
[Chorus]
Okay, okay
Clips to him like a barber, yeah
Everyday bitch I go harder, yeah
Everyday bitch I get smarter, yeah
Okay, okay
I get me a beat and I slide
Your lil' bitch is down for the ride
I don't got no main, just sides
Okay, okay
Like a football game, we roughin' him up
Chasin' the racks, I ain't had enough
Gorilla lil' bitch I'm puffin' my chest up
Okay, okay
Took a trip to her house, but i cannot stay
Miss me with the bullshit olé
Caught accouple body's nigga okay
Okay, okay
We want the smoke, want all of that shit
I see in the bitch I get hits after hits
You see the brand? It's an overseas fit
You aim at his shit but you can't hit the neck
You up in the stu' and you can't make a hit
Gutter, gutter bitch we stay in that bitch
Model clothes, and I model my bitch
My hoe Corona, I'm sick of that bitch
Rollie, bling, all on the wrist
Big guns, we don't do fists
Smoking THC I don't do none of that nic
We in the Borolla we hotbox this shit
There be 4 blunts rotating, 4 heads
Hop out the whip and we look like walking dead
Watching my back 'cause I know them niggas fed