fr 4am - Oketay

(Uh yeah)
You came and asked for a Toke (Toke)
I had to tell you
Nope
Keep strapped with my Ting (Ting)
Never let anyone know
My balls are small
Run that ball (ball)
Bump you off (off)
Straight rip no cough (no cough)
Keeping on subject
It's about them tokes (it's about them what?)
Only use that Hoon (Hoon)
Never touch them smokes (Smokes)
I don't wanna get cancer
Using my Hoon is the answer
Peep my rhymes
Make me shine
Just like Chance the Rapper
(Aye yo)
(Run that back, aye)
Smoking all on that Toke
On this beat no I never choke
Keep that ting strapped on my waste
And I get back and I let it blow (Shatai)
I let it bang
I let it rang
I take a hit
Get back to my thang
And don't you come around here asking for shit
Cause' you know that you could get hit
You could get hit bitch
Pass it and I puff a big rip
You know I stay on a big trip
You know that shawty got big lips (I ain't talking bout' face)
Come around here and I might catch a case
You a lil boy you should stay in your place
I ain't Tay-K so I ain't on a race
All these phoney rappers copy and paste

Written by:
Eden Betham, Isaiah Su'a

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