Melly Mike - Okaaaaay

Okay!
I just made a quick dub
Got her lips done
Diamonds bustin' out the eardrum
Okay!
Slipped I done dripped up
From the hip up
I don't care bout you fake
Fucks fake, fucks fake, fucks fake, fuck
I done came
Up came, up came, up came, up
Fuck you talkin' bout? (What)
Okay!
Hundreds blue sippin' rosé (Yeah yeah)
Had to hit an upgrade switch to D'USSÉ
Okay!
Wrist watch on witchblade
Skrrrt on the highway I got road rage (SKRRRRT)
Hit it like it's croquet
Cocaine shoes
Pockets on a blues clues
Nigga deuce deuce
Pull your girl like a loose tooth
I'm ruthless
Condescending conscience
Y'all fiends for complements
All my ops failed
Don't feel bad for them niggas
I be the one damn this shit look like its Battleship nigga
Said who's that boy runnin' shit then came back for them niggas
I'm droppin' bars like tetris
And all in your girl mentions
On gang
Okay!
I just made a quick dub
Got her lips done
Diamonds bustin' out the ear drum
Okay!
Slipped I done dripped up
From the hip up
I don't care bout you fake
Fucks fake, fucks fake, fucks fake, fuck
I done came
Up came, up came, up came, up
Fuck you talkin' bout? (What)
You fuckin' slut
Peroxide how I'm in the cut
Like a surgeon by the way I'm in her guts
Made my cash double so you know I had to stunt
Punch the clutch takin' off in a rush
Goddamn
On chief
Shit ain't sweet
Beat the beat
Like I beat those cheeks
Codeine seats my whip OD fye fye fye
Red dot one sweep
Hold up on gang
Okay!
I just made a quick dub
Got her lips done
Diamonds bustin' out the ear drum
Okay!
Slipped I done dripped up
From the hip up
I don't care bout you fake
Fucks fake, fucks fake, fucks fake, fuck
I done came
Up came, up came, up came, up
Fuck you talkin' bout? (What)

Written by:
MICHAEL JIMMIE HUNTER

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