Okay With Me

[Hook]

I used to clock in for that paper

Now I clock paper like habits

Wouldn’t fuck with me when I was average

Now you fuck wit me cause my status

And that’s OK

That’s OK with me, that’s OK with me

Said that’s OK

That’s OK with me, that’s OK with me

That’s OK with me, that’s OK with me

[Verse 1]

My Bapestas so fucking clean

I would wanna fuck me too

I hit the mall to find a bitch

End up leaving with like a extra two

Nigga what that Rose’ gon do?

This Cliquot player shit

That $800 blue gators shit

That top down, riding in the city, waving at kids

I’m talking real mayor shit

I graduated from the streets yeah

A nigga diploma made out of real concrete

So turn it up when this Don speak

And my bitch ass so on fleek

She still tote that thang like Kady Bandz

Hit the terrace outside for a daily tan

Found a bitch on Instagram she look just like Instagram

I done lucked up

My ex bitch in my comments like nigga you fucked up

I’m all about flawless shit my new bitch she ain't nothing but

They say “You bout the cash?” I say “nothing but!”

Hammer ran outta cash I say what the fuck

Give me a 100 racks and I’ma double it

My career in a monster truck

Your future got muffled up

You parakeet niggas getting ruffled up

Only four songs was hot your album got shuffled up

You belong on a playlist

My name on that more than OK list

Nothing to play with, you balling in Asics

I never watched Star Trek, I don’t fuck with Star Wars

But my Benz look just like a spaceship

Shawn Chrys fuck with me

[Hook]

I used to clock in for that paper

Now I clock paper like habits

Wouldn’t fuck with me when I was average

Now you fuck wit me cause my status

And that’s OK

That’s OK with me, that’s OK with me

Said that’s OK

That’s OK with me, that’s OK with me

That’s OK with me, that’s OK with me

[Verse 2]

If it ain't happened today

It ain’t nothing to brag about

Yesterday can’t cash you out

Hit the streets mash it out

So family in Kingston they extra in Shottas

Still bumpin big poppa, rolling up dank, sipping they drank

And I do the same cause I don’t give a fuck what you think

I won’t quit rap til I own me a bank

You say it won't happen, but it won’t happen

Til I’ma say that I want me a bank

You hear that God, I want me a bank

Now its up to me to hustle

Then free time brunch with Naomi Russell

Then back to the stu where the hitses be

It ain't gon be no Mrs. Me

My bitch say that she misses me

She look like the mixed bitch on Felicity

And my wrist wrist is 10 degrees below

Diamonds all on her toes fasho

Made a phone call, one for my bro

Never knew how bright the lime light could glow

Til I got paid 20 racks for a show, and I spit the whole album

Your album get shuffled up

You belong on a playlist

My name on that more than OK list

You balling in Asics

I never watched Star Trek, I don’t fuck with Star Wars

But my Porche look like a muhfucking spaceship

And I ain’t shit to play with

[Hook]

I used to clock in for that paper

Now I clock paper like habits

Wouldn’t fuck with me when I was average

Now you fuck wit me cause my status

And that’s OK

That’s OK with me, that’s OK with me

Said that’s OK

That’s OK with me, that’s OK with me

That’s OK with me, that’s OK with me

[Verse 3: Buddy]

I’m drunk, turnt up

You know I heard money talks, speak up

All these dollars on the ground so I told that bitch sweep up

I be going too fast in a whip tell them niggas keep u

I be doing too much, too much

You know I smoke Backwoods, I don’t smoke no blunts

I be gone for a minute I be back in about two months

Took a half Xan on a plane and it had me stuck

Nigga I can’t front, can’t front

Getting paid all around the world and the shits so fun

Nigga its no rush, no rush

Dawg I’m shitting in this game and I ain’t gon flush

Ay, you can’t tell me nothing I’ma do what I want to

You can’t tell me nothing I’ma do what I want to

You can’t tell me nothing I’ma do what I want to

You can’t tell me nothing, You can’t tell me nothing

[Hook]

I used to clock in for that paper

Now I clock paper like habits

Wouldn’t fuck with me when I was average

Now you fuck wit me cause my status

And that’s OK

That’s OK with me, that’s OK with me

Said that’s OK

That’s OK with me, that’s OK with me

That’s OK with me, that’s OK with me