Autumn! - Okay Okay! lyrics
Autumn! [Benjamin Clarence Phillips Jr.] Lafayette, Louisiana/Houston, Texas, U.S 🇺🇸
[Autumn! - Okay Okay! lyrics]
(Woah, Woah)
Shit (Alright)
(Ha, ha, Just hit a jugg, finna cash out)
(Hop in the coupe, it's so fast now)
(Niggas in the Beamer or the Jag now)
(Skinny nigga, but my pockets fat now)
Oh, the bins still hitting? Okay, okay
Let's go cop some designer (Okay, okay)
I'm with my dogs, okay, okay, still RIP Bana
(Okay, okay) oh, you at Saks? Okay, okay
Meet me by the Prada (Okay, okay)
That's a opp right there? Okay, okay
My niggas gon' pop him
(Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Got some Glocks in the mail, okay, okay
It's time to go mod 'em (Bop, bop)
Bad bitch over there, okay, okay
I think she a model (yeah)
Lame niggas hatin', okay, okay
But it's no problem (Okay, okay)
Put him on a shirt, okay, oh
Turn him to a product (Alright)
Walk in the bank, okay, okay
Make a fat deposit (Yuh)
Doing frauds in the day, okay, okay
Like I ain't got options (Okay)
Bitch, you way too fat, okay, okay
We ain't got no option (Ha)
Finna go load up, okay, okay
Just meet me on Johnson (Woah)
New merch in the way, okay, okay, like
Who wanna cop it? (Woah, woah)
Two bands in a day, okay, okay
Already can't stop it (Yuh, yuh)
Good business every day, okay, okay
No more hidin' pockets (Yuh)
I was broke last year, okay, okay
Had to stuff my pockets (Yuh)
Oh, the bins still hitting? Okay, okay, oh
(Woah)
I'm with my dogs, okay, okay, oh (yeah)
Oh, you at Saks? Okay, okay, oh (Ha, blatt)
That's a opp right there? Okay, okay, oh (Ha)
Just hit a jugg, finna cash out
(Finna cash out)
Hop in the coupe, it's so fast now
(It's so fast now)
Niggas in the Beamer or the Jag now
(Or the Jag now)
Skinny nigga, but my pockets fat now
(Pockets fat now)
Shit (Alright)
(Ha, ha, Just hit a jugg, finna cash out)
(Hop in the coupe, it's so fast now)
(Niggas in the Beamer or the Jag now)
(Skinny nigga, but my pockets fat now)
Oh, the bins still hitting? Okay, okay
Let's go cop some designer (Okay, okay)
I'm with my dogs, okay, okay, still RIP Bana
(Okay, okay) oh, you at Saks? Okay, okay
Meet me by the Prada (Okay, okay)
That's a opp right there? Okay, okay
My niggas gon' pop him
(Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Got some Glocks in the mail, okay, okay
It's time to go mod 'em (Bop, bop)
Bad bitch over there, okay, okay
I think she a model (yeah)
Lame niggas hatin', okay, okay
But it's no problem (Okay, okay)
Put him on a shirt, okay, oh
Turn him to a product (Alright)
Walk in the bank, okay, okay
Make a fat deposit (Yuh)
Doing frauds in the day, okay, okay
Like I ain't got options (Okay)
Bitch, you way too fat, okay, okay
We ain't got no option (Ha)
Finna go load up, okay, okay
Just meet me on Johnson (Woah)
New merch in the way, okay, okay, like
Who wanna cop it? (Woah, woah)
Two bands in a day, okay, okay
Already can't stop it (Yuh, yuh)
Good business every day, okay, okay
No more hidin' pockets (Yuh)
I was broke last year, okay, okay
Had to stuff my pockets (Yuh)
Oh, the bins still hitting? Okay, okay, oh
(Woah)
I'm with my dogs, okay, okay, oh (yeah)
Oh, you at Saks? Okay, okay, oh (Ha, blatt)
That's a opp right there? Okay, okay, oh (Ha)
Just hit a jugg, finna cash out
(Finna cash out)
Hop in the coupe, it's so fast now
(It's so fast now)
Niggas in the Beamer or the Jag now
(Or the Jag now)
Skinny nigga, but my pockets fat now
(Pockets fat now)