OK WORD! Lyrics

OK WORD! Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You been playing games
What you want me, need you to act it
Feel the backstroke, chiropractic on your ass, yea yea (yea, yea)
I'm f**king with your friends like the way that you [?]
[?] you beside, legs wide [?]

[Pre-Chorus 1]
I've waited on this way too long (yea, yea)
Undress your favourite Saint Laurents
Skirt up body, baby [?]
Who that boy that's in your life, I can't deal with that f**k sh*t
Dropped out of school just to buy a drop-top (skrt, skrt)
And a pool, baby one day we can jump in
Hold up, lemme call up my mama
Give a karma and no drama in your life anymore
Wanna make bands till my fingers sore
Running away, same time for you
Baby, wow
Baby, wow
[Chorus]
Slipping off your VVS
In case your makeup running
Ok word
Ok word
[?] call my ex, I said he can't compete with her
She said, ok word

[Verse 2]
Shawty you look like a covеr of a magazine
Jade finna tell you what I mеan
Barely hue, [?]
Karma, karma in my jeans
Outcast sticking out my pocket like I'm Andre
In a solo with my thoughts in the studio
I rush, shawty call me in the booth
Tryna find your ass soon
With you laying in my room (room)

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I've waited on this way too long (yea, yea)
Undress your favourite Saint Laurents
Ok shawty
No [?]
You attending my events, yea
Saw the vision in the west
It's the ice on the bed (yea, yea)
I don't care if I impressed ya
Still getting all these bands for ya
Waiting [?]
Ok, yeah word
[Chorus]
Slipping off your VVS
In case your makeup running
On your work
Ok word
[?] call my ex, I said he can't compete with her
She said, ok word (ok word)

[Outro]
Cop a coupe for my shawty, when I get my show money
Stupid motherf**kers tryna take my soul from me (yea, yea)
Motherf**kers in their suits, you can't tell me what to do
I'm not in it for the loot
One day I'm gonna go back home
Sick of putting all these rappers in their place, I know (yea)