Savant, Gino Sydal - Ok Alright lyrics
[Savant, Gino Sydal - Ok Alright lyrics]
Okay, alright i'm just trying to kick it
Liquor, swishes, bitches okay, alright
They know I'm always feeling okay, alright
Welcome to everyone and all
And all of y'all that came to
Ball 'til them walls'll fall
We doing it all from tall to small
We gon' get it by any means
Baby fuck the law (Hell no)
They gets no love at all
And a sucker throwing salt that's
A fault or flaw so listen baby doll
Come and ball with some hogs
'Till the world stops spinning and
Them stars start to fall oh
You like the way we be moving
And everything I be doing
That got you ahhing and oohing
So follow the movement
Raise your brew to the moon and
Salute it and shoot it
Yeah baby, do as I do it
Ballers, scholars, hustlers, gangstas
Ratchet bitches, major players
Real women, every race, all ages
Dime pieces with angelic faces
Stoners got their smoke that's
Potent over there drinkers keep it flowing
Middle fingers in the air
And all the real homies that
Always kept it true
Got you backed one hundred
Keep doing what you do
And pour another drink, a toast to the fallen
Time catches all from the great
To the small and
Cheers to my peers no tears shall we shed
May you know the grace of heaven
'fore the devil knows you're dead
All day (all day) all night (all night)
I'm just trying to kick it
Liquor, swishas, bitches all day (all day)
All night (all night)
They know I'm always feeling
All day (all day) all night (all night)
Liquor, swishes, bitches okay, alright
They know I'm always feeling okay, alright
Welcome to everyone and all
And all of y'all that came to
Ball 'til them walls'll fall
We doing it all from tall to small
We gon' get it by any means
Baby fuck the law (Hell no)
They gets no love at all
And a sucker throwing salt that's
A fault or flaw so listen baby doll
Come and ball with some hogs
'Till the world stops spinning and
Them stars start to fall oh
You like the way we be moving
And everything I be doing
That got you ahhing and oohing
So follow the movement
Raise your brew to the moon and
Salute it and shoot it
Yeah baby, do as I do it
Ballers, scholars, hustlers, gangstas
Ratchet bitches, major players
Real women, every race, all ages
Dime pieces with angelic faces
Stoners got their smoke that's
Potent over there drinkers keep it flowing
Middle fingers in the air
And all the real homies that
Always kept it true
Got you backed one hundred
Keep doing what you do
And pour another drink, a toast to the fallen
Time catches all from the great
To the small and
Cheers to my peers no tears shall we shed
May you know the grace of heaven
'fore the devil knows you're dead
All day (all day) all night (all night)
I'm just trying to kick it
Liquor, swishas, bitches all day (all day)
All night (all night)
They know I'm always feeling
All day (all day) all night (all night)