Okay

(Snorting)

(Sniffs)

Hook:
Yea now that all the drugs gone
Let's trudge on
This song for every bitch
I ever dug on, threw dubs on, no sir
I could never do no bud zone
Let's hug wrong
I'm sorry that's just something
I don't budge on, or shrug on, okay
So much pimping in my blood bone
I'm thug prone
I left a score of years and
Hit the plug phone, what's going on, like aye
Went up North and brought a pudge home
And smug tone
And something thick from Philly
I could hug on with Ugg's on, okay

Verse:
Itchy fingers make a slug moan and
Tug chrome and
Justice all depend with what
The judge on, don't judge wrong, okay
Pretty sure I got a lug gone
A Love Jones but
Everything about me say
My mug on, I'm mud grown, okay
I been nostriling the freebase
A wee taste and
Giving niggas game
Right in the preface, no knee brace, like that
Niggas pillow talk and
Tea waste for lease space and
Stab you in your back to
Get they key case and weak plays, like that
Every opp you try to erase
Get replaced and
Sprout another nigga up in
Each case with leech ways, I bet
Every sun dial getting
Defaced and debased and
Every single blunt
I get the tree traced and fun facts, like that

Hook:
Aye but now that all the drugs gone
Let's trudge on
This song for every bitch
I ever dug on, threw dubs on, no sir
I could never do no bud zone
Let's hug wrong
I'm sorry that's just something
I don't budge on, or shrug on, okay
So much pimping in my blood bone
I'm thug prone
I left a score of years and
Hit the plug phone, what's going on, like aye
Went up North and brought a pudge home
And smug tone
And something thick from Philly
I could hug on with Ugg's on, okay
Aye, yea yea