David Keith Oklahoma - Rumpelstiltskin

O-O-O-O-Ohh
Oklahoma
How you gone drip with no sauce
B*tch it's Bella Thorne
Oouuh
Huuh

I drip my b*tch up in gold (Ayyye)
I drip my b*tch up in gold (Ayyye)
I drip my b*tch up in
I drip my b*tch up in
I drip my b*tch up in gold
(Splash)

I got the Midas touch
Whatever I touch it turn to gold
Look at me bro I'm soaked I know
I drip my b*tch up in gold

I drip my b*tch up in gold
I drip my b*tch up in gold
I drip my b*tch up in
I drip my b*tch up in
I drip my b*tch up in gold

I got the Midas touch
Whatever I touch it turn to gold
Look at me bro I'm soaked I know
I drip my b*tch up in gold

Lost in the jungle like Curious George
Hide drugs in my backpack lowkey sale to Dora
Without a map I still pop up like What's Good
Your music elote - That's Spanish for corn
It's hard to sleep on me
My sauce is annoying
I'm easy to spot though
Got G's on my clothing
I drop round the clock yeah my splash always going
I'm loud and obnoxious - Good luck sleeping on me
Le-Leaving McDonalds the vibe is redundant
Because my b*tch foreign
My foreign b*tch driving my foreign
Her license is foreign Still told her go for it
I'm so Anti-Trump b*tch I might get deported
I shoot from mid-court
Making buckets like Duncan
I dunk her like Duncan's
She drinking and driving
On 10 pushing 90
My life an equation with 99 problems

I drip my b*tch up in gold
I drip my b*tch up in gold
I drip my b*tch up in
I drip my b*tch up in
I drip my b*tch up in gold

I got the Midas touch
Whatever I touch it turn to gold
Look at me bro I'm soaked I know
I drip my b*tch up in gold

I drip my b*tch up in gold
I drip my b*tch up in gold
I drip my b*tch up in
I drip my b*tch up in
I drip my b*tch up in gold

I got the Midas touch
Whatever I touch it turn to gold
Look at me bro I'm soaked I know
I drip my b*tch up in gold

Got a gold pool - Betchu can't beat me swimming
If I'm Susan Smith then you'z haters my children
I'm drowning you nigguhs
I see why you geeky
All talk - No action
You scary - Woah Vicky
That'd make me Bhad Bhabie
On-sight swear I'm swinging
I slang at the park - Big bully for no reason
Fuck her in the dirt
Call that hoe laying pipe
Bill her on CashApp cuz I charge for the night
I- I put out your fire cuz I'm water-type
Nigguh stiff as a board can't negotiate price
Shoe game on Cardi B - I got bloody red bottoms
B*tch must be a bastard - she call me her father
Somebody call Maury - I'm Sauce Major Glory
Slowed up and dropped out I be slumped in the mud
Dollars be following - Go 'head pick'em up
And big Charlie Boy cuz goddamn you know I look good

I drip my b*tch up in gold
I drip my b*tch up in gold
I drip my b*tch up in
I drip my b*tch up in
I drip my b*tch up in gold

I got the Midas touch
Whatever I touch it turn to gold
Look at me bro I'm soaked I know
I drip my b*tch up in gold

I drip my b*tch up in gold
I drip my b*tch up in gold
I drip my b*tch up in
I drip my b*tch up in
I drip my b*tch up in gold

I got the Midas touch
Whatever I touch it turn to gold
Look at me bro I'm soaked I know
I drip my b*tch up in gold

Huuuh
Purrrt- Purrrt-
Skrrt- Skrrrrt-
Splash

Nanananana
Huuh
Nanananana
Huuh
Nanananana
Huuh
Oklahoma

Written by:
David Oklahoma

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