Ok ok ok Lyrics
Ok ok ok Song Lyrics
Goooo, go
Go
(Hi Kypher)
Touch my chain you gon be with the rest of them niggas
Ok ok ok, I just broke the bank (I just broke the bank)
I left my right pocket in the club and pulled off in a tank (And pulled off in a tank)
I’m with OT he the bird man that’s 1008 (That’s a 1,000 grams)
My momma knew I’d be the shit that’s back 2008 (That’s back 2008)
My dawg bit me, he a snake, I couldn’t believe the nigga (I couldn’t believe him)
Like how ya dawg turn to a snake if you was feeding niggas (I was feeding niggas)
Maybach bippin, free the Baby we got Leafy with us (Free Baby)
My twin wear glasses he got close cause he could’t see the nigga (He got close up)
My dawg got way too many belts he had to buy some hats
Shades on, free boul with the glasses, Buckets got some racks
We putting pain, pain, pain fuck is getting back?
I heard that shit and lost respect nigga that shit hurt my chest
I be with gravedigger from dowm north but I’m from out west
I slept in beds with niggas I’m tryna cook I turn to a chef
Tap the button that shit start raining and that bitch got wet
I came in the house with dogshit on me and my bitch got wet
Go, go
Gooo, go
I’m in the graveyard reminiscing about my fucking boy
I really wish he could see this shit I’m in a fucking toy
2025 Cullinan, and this not for little boys (This is not for kids)
I really showed Stizzy 600 and cried tears of joy (I cried)
Yeah ok ok, I just broke the bank, Uh
Yeah ok ok, I just broke the bank
All this fucking ice on me hit like tank
I feel like I’m Plutoski made a bad bitch faint
I can’t hang with no broke niggas cause me and them don’t mix
I’m tryna stuff a million in the Goyard but that shit won’t fit
And me and buckets just alike we both gon’ let it rip
Let a nigga lay a hand on me that pussy gettin zipped
They could never take the ball from Sosa, baby I got handles
Hatin ass niggas see me on TV and change the channel
And if I ever dream about some shit then I wake up and buy it
Niggas in the trenches noddin’ off I’m in the PJ flying
You ever counted 2 million cash that shit would take a minute
Have my youngins take your burner and then bake your potato with it
If you want to describe me and four words, SOSA RIch As Fuck
I'm in the kitchen cooking a bird making the chicken cluck
Before I started rapping. I was trapping and had my phone bussin’
What you know about Boston George and that Diego Money
Send the address I’ll have papi shoot them bricks down
Same trigger happy ass nigga I'm just rich now
I can show you how to cook a brick and scale a fish down
I can show you how to cook a brick and scale a fish down, (Uh)
I can show you how to cook a brick and scale a fish down, (Uh)
I can show you how to cook a brick and scale a fish down
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