Lyrics Oh Okay - 2000Baby

Niggas follow
Guess they all juss tryna Get in where they fit in

I'm the artist
Bitch I Bet you I'm gon Get in wit my stick in

Niggas lyin
Swear to God
That they ain't rappin what they livin

On God I had a ratchet
Before I ever went to Renton

That 1 bitch from dimmitt
Had me in my feelings
I was simpin

That one bitch nigga
Almost made me kill him
I was trippin

I Started smokin weed
To take away my problems
I Ain't ventin

Oh you pourin lean
But if it ain't a 4
I ain't gon sip it

Oh My bad I ain't gon worry bout yo cup
I guess you lil Wayne

Niggas sad And shootin niggas wit 380s
Givin lil pain

The shit we tote
Probably fuck around
And really stop a train

Bullets dumping like some hail
Nigga You can't stop the rain

Eyes red
But everything im wearing black
Like im Kane

I'm doin what the fuck I want
Like who gon tell me that I can't

Bro I'll wait

Oh okay
Can't a nigga tell me nun
Naw I ain't hearin what they say

The cup kickin brodie Ass
It got him leaning To the left

You in the game but cryin like a bitch
And speakin to the ref

These niggas Kevin hart
But they don't never speak it wit they chest

I breakin hearts
Like How the fuck you leave me If i left

I'll Be Barefoot
I don't give a fuck I'll still step

Ion need a 30
Ima still shoot it like I'm Steph

Rap easy
But my life been hardy latley
Like jeff

They say This
They say that
I say coo bro I guess

Keep it on you
Everywhere you go
Boy you know the rules

Me and heem was like the only niggas
Totin in the school

If i send a shot
It's gaureemteed
That Smoove shootin too

Red tips
On all these bullets
But we giving niggas blues

Why you posting yo location
Giving oppositions clues

The beef old but if I see the nigga
Put em on the news

Feel like Lou
I B fuckin all my bitches by the 2s

Christan Loubs
Bitch I tweaked and paid a band for these shoes

Bottoms red
Cause I'm steppin in his blood

5 Guns on my waist
When I step inside the club

You can tell by my face
That I'm leanin off the mud

Shoot the frown off his face
If I see the nigga mug

Puttin niggas in they place
Just for thinkin that they tough

He keep on bringing up his past life
I know the niggas bluff

She keep on lookin
Wit her side eye
I know she wanna fuck

She gon give it to me
Promise all it take is just a glance

She play it off
But tellin all her friends
She wish she had a chance

She keep on hittin me on every social
I know she a fan

I know she lied and said it ain't official
I know she got a man

I know he lied
And told you bitches
He was him
But he not

Treatin tapes
Just Bitches and they panties
How I drop

Treatin bitches
Like they nothin
Cause a thot gon Be a thot

And for the Niggas playin both sides
Treat em like the opps

He said he him
But he not

Treatin music
Just like Bitches and they draws
How I drop

Treatin bitches like they nothing to a Nigga
Cause they not

And turning Malcom in the middle ass niggas
Into opps