OK Lyrics BlocBoy JB, Lil Migo & CMG The Label

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OK Lyrics BlocBoy JB, Lil Migo & CMG The Label

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Ha
Ha, ha, ha
Word
Word
Word, word
My set

Get you gone off a call, I got hitters in my circle (circle)
Got two straps like I'm Urkel, nigga play me, it's a murder (murder)
These niggas fertile, I know these niggas pussy (pussy)
Same niggas said it's smoke, but when they see me, overlook me (overlook me)
Throw them C's up like I'm Tookie 'cause that's how I play (Crip)
I can't help it, I got Grape Street in my DNA (Crip, Crip)
Tell me how the fuck you gangster? You a CNA (CNA)

Talkin' 'bout you ballin', got the Gucci up on layaway, broke motherfucker

Okay, you wanna play? (Play)
You think you know where I-
Naw, you don't know where I stay (stay)
I call Migo, we got two or three traps in The Bay (The Bay)
And it's CMG or nothin', don't catch a slap to the face (slap)
Okay, you wanna play? (Play)
You think you know where I-
Naw, you don't know where I stay (stay)
I call Migo, we got two or three traps in The Bay (The Bay)
And it's CMG or nothin', don't catch a slap to the face (slap)

Ayy, sellin' bags of loud, neighbors say that I'm disturbin' ('sturbin')
Money counter loud, it count this cash up in a hurry (beep)
I don't go to sleep, I punch the block very early (punch)
When I'm in the game (game), startin' player, put on a jersey (nigga)
Now I got this money, bitches say I'm hard to handle (handle)
Way I treat a bitch, they say I'm losin' all my manners (goddamn)
Way I pour up dirty Sprite, fillin' up the Fanta (lean)
Way I back the truck in, I'm havin' loads like I'm Santa (skrrt)
Cold gang (cold, ice)
AR-15 with scope like a snipe, that's a long range (long)
Acres of grass, didn't touch no white, that's the wrong change (no)
Thinkin' 'bout touchin', you lose your life, that's the wrong chain
Don't talk on phones, you gotta Skype (brrt)