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Andrew Levia - Okok Lyrics

[Intro]
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)

[Verse 1]
Ayy, it's still money over bitches (Bitches)
Go through phone and bitchin' (Bitchin') and I run to my older bitches (Bitches)
She like—, uh, and we still good (Good)
I don't think or wish you would (Would)
He got drank, but it ain't good, uh

[Chorus]
Got me fucked up and I think this shit some bullshit (Bullshit)
Let that nigga play with me, we turn him to a orbit
Pockets gettin' fatter, three my bitches call me Norbit
That bitch, she don't want no love, she call and I ignore it, okay (Okay, okay)
Uh, call me backup
Hop out with that thirty piece and turn him to a track star
That nigga not gangster, he just talk and try to act hard
Say I won't one night and when I leave, I don't come back, oh okay

[Verse 2]
Like, what you doin', bae? I want you to slide now
You be lookin' fine, oh, I could make you mine, oh
Say I ain't on shit, then when I call, you pick a side, no
Please don't ask me shit, 'cause if we fuckin', I'ma lie
All them other niggas, they don't love you, 'k ('K)
Say you don't feel good and I'ma rub you, 'k ('K)
I left the house, you should've grabbed my gun (My gun)
But you got one, girl, you the one
She seen me on the Maury, she say she callin'
I think I'm 'tarted ('Tarted)
Parties, we be fallin', you should've saw me (Saw me)
Like, what you doin' with that Glock?
Like, is it time to catch that Glock? (Glock)
[Chorus]
Got me fucked up and I think this shit some bullshit (Bullshit)
Let that nigga play with me, we turn him to a orbit
Pockets gettin' fatter, three my bitches call me Norbit
That bitch, she don't want no love, she call and I ignore it, okay (Okay, okay)
Uh, call me backup
Hop out with that thirty piece and turn him to a track star
That nigga not gangster, he just talk and try to act hard
Say I won't one night and when I leave, I don't come back, oh okay

[Bridge]
Oh, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy
Oh, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy

[Chorus]
Got me fucked up and I think this shit some bullshit (Bullshit)
Let that nigga play with me, we turn him to a orbit
Pockets gettin' fatter, three my bitches call me Norbit
That bitch, she don't want no love, she call and I ignore it, okay (Okay)
Uh, call me backup
Hop out with that thirty piece and turn him to a track star (Ayy)
That nigga not gangster, he just talk and try to act hard
Say I won't one night and when I leave, I don't come back, oh okay

[Outro]
Yeah, said that one on the end
Okay, okay (I'ma talk my lil' shit at the end, oh-oh)
Okay, okay
Uh, I said I hop out with that Glock (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Okay
Uh (Got it), ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, feel you got me trippin'
Ooh, ooh, feel that you the one, uh (I know it's you)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Okay)