OK Lyrics by FN DaDealer, Young Stoner Life & Rylo Rodriguez
Jumped off the porch right in to the streets just like a G
Rubber bands up in my pants that’s why my pockets deep
We been pushin p, talkin bout exotic weed
I wont sell them high cause I can get them for the cheap
I just keep having these dreams they trying to kill me in my sleep
I spent thousands on these jeans ok
I keep pouring up this lean
Im probably pissing pure codeine
My cup dirty but im clean ok
Who the fuck said I was falling off, No way
N***** bitches they get cops involved, they got hoe ways
I been trying to lock her jaws, in her mouth like colgate
Me and pyrex breaking laws we just caught a cold case
Turned dreams in to reality, I thought that you’d be proud of me
They keep trying to take me down, im trying to build a master piece
Fuck them n***** and who ever say they after me
Its gon be a whole lot of casualties
____ not jacking me
Killers right on side of me
Jefe tweaking out, say he itching for a body
I aint nothing like dej loaf
Please don’t try me
Jumped off the porch right in to the streets just like a G
Rubber bands up in my pants that’s why my pockets deep
We been pushin p, talkin bout exotic weed
I wont sell them high cause I can get them for the cheap
I just keep having these dreams they trying to kill me in my sleep
I spent thousands on these jeans ok
I keep pouring up this lean
Im probably pissing pure codeine
My cup dirty but im clean ok
If you come in this hood and you not with me you probably get robbed
Took some money out the bank just for some lean I was having withdrawls
____ on a date, on purpose she starved
Aint nobody rat on you
You bringing up bodies on songs you recorded
_________
He aint safe and need a hand out
That’s yo shooter and he aint hit shit, and he had a switch yall oughta branch off
Been to yo hood bitch
I was styling like boosie most of our clothes they had the beeper in them
Im in the hood by the church
Granny say aint no speaking when the deacon in it
_____________
He died preaching in it
Had to cut you off they say you told
Its still love, I don’t hate you
Bitch I’m disappointed in you
Jumped off the porch in to the streets just like a G
Rubber band inside my pants that’s why my pockets deep
2000 in a week im talking exotic weed
And I don’t sell them high cause I could get them for the cheap
But I just…
I just keep having these dreams they trying to kill me in my sleep
I spent thousands on these jeans ok
I keep pouring up this lean
Im probably pissing pure codeine
My cup dirty but im clean ok