Rye King - Ok Bool (Ok Cool) (Remix )

You thought you was bool till you got caught outside yo spot bitch
You thought you was bool till you got caught outside yo spot bitch
Thought yo ass was low but shorty been gave us the drop bitch
Known to let it blow this AR fifteen got a stock bitch
Trying to hash it out but we ain't fucking with no opp bitch
Two two three thats cool but it ain't better than this glizzy bop
Had them guns in school yo ass was playing with them sticks and rocks
Just got out my bed I grabbed my blicky than I hit the spot
Woke up on some different shit today somebody getting shot
Hoping that I catch a opp
That boy gone catch the mop
Put em on a shirt like he was trying to get his picture cropped
If I can't catch up to you then fuck it get yo nigga shot
Bitch no I don't wanna talk no more we let that trigger pop
Look you was perpin on my name don't let me find out
You be creeping ducking bitch we know yo hide out
Soon as bro give us the whoop bitch we gone slide out
We get to dumping rounds I'll show you what this nine bout
You grew up in the burbs with yo granny bitch
The way you acting man you should've got a grammy bitch
And I know you can't stand me bitch
But you ain't gone do nothing
Fuck you and them niggas that you with you niggas pu putt
And bitch I ain't gone say much
You niggas counterfeit
That boy he gone die young thinking this shit rowdy rich
I hope that bitch die in piss
Just cuz' you switched homie
Lil bro got that nine extended clip he got that switch on em
If yu gone shoot don't bitch up
All my ops they click up
Red beam on his chest man he done gave that boy a hiccup
He bought him a thirty clip man tell him put that stick up
Heard he had it on em he ain shoot wen he got hit up
You thought you was bool till you got caught outside yo spot bitch
Thought yo ass was low but shorty been gave us the drop bitch
Known to let it blow this AR fifteen got a stock bitch
Trying to hash it out but we ain't fucking with no opp bitch
Two two three thats kool but it ain't better than my glizzy bop
Had them guns in school yo ass was playin with them sticks and rocks
Just got out the bed I grabbed my blicky than I hit the spot
Woke up on some different shit today somebody getting shot
Hoping that I catch a opp
That boy gone catch the mop
Put em on a shirt like he was trying to get his picture cropped
If I can't catch up to you then fuck it get yo nigga shot
Bitch no I don't wanna talk no more we let that trigger pop

Written by:
uriah lattimore

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