Jay Critch, PnB Rock - Okay Fine lyrics
Jay Critch [Jason Critchlow] Brooklyn, NY. U.S.
Rakim Hasheem Allen
[Jay Critch, PnB Rock - Okay Fine lyrics]
Hey, hey
Shawty think she mine, I don't know
(I don't know)
Tryna get high, okay fine, we gon' smoke
(okay fine)
I been really on my grind for the dope
Tryna ice my wrist
Look at the time, see the snow
Hey, shawty think she mine, I don't know
I don't cuff hoes
I already know she fucked my bro, ayy
Young nigga gettin' to the dough
Got it for the low
What you need? Just hit my trap phone, ayy
Young nigga pull up in the Ghost
I got bands on me
Used to post up by the store, ayy
(bands)
She say that I flex, I do the most
Pull up in a 'rari
Windows down, smell like dope, hey
Aww shit, 12 comin', get low, yeah
I can't let them take this bankroll, yeah
Flowin' through the city with my bros, yeah
Ridin' with them poles
'bout to pull up on some hoes, yeah
Hey, big knots, blue cheese in a Balmain
Nigga we ain't playin' with that money
Got it on me
Now I pull up in a 'rari
Drove past my ex
Yeah, that bitch was lookin' salty
Know I had to flex
Yeah, I ain't never sorry
Thought I would be broke for forever
Bitch, I'm ballin'
Now I got a mansion, now my diamonds dancin'
I'm pushin' the Wraith
'member dreamin' 'bout a Phantom
Peep the haters' faces
I know that they can't stand it
Run up
Try to take it, you know I got that hammer
Ayy, hit it then replace it
Lean up in the Fanta
Shawty, you too basic, I can't
Be your man, no
Diamonds they are racist
Flashin' like a camera
Do the dash
Speed racing, pull up in a Lambo', hey
Shawty think she mine, I don't know
(I don't know)
Tryna get high, okay fine, we gon' smoke
(okay fine)
I been really on my grind for the dope
Tryna ice my wrist
Look at the time, see the snow
Hey, shawty think she mine, I don't know
I don't cuff hoes
I already know she fucked my bro, ayy
Young nigga gettin' to the dough
Got it for the low
What you need? Just hit my trap phone, ayy
Young nigga pull up in the Ghost
I got bands on me
Used to post up by the store, ayy
(bands)
She say that I flex, I do the most
Pull up in a 'rari
Windows down, smell like dope, hey
Aww shit, 12 comin', get low, yeah
I can't let them take this bankroll, yeah
Flowin' through the city with my bros, yeah
Ridin' with them poles
'bout to pull up on some hoes, yeah
Shawty think she mine, I don't know
(I don't know)
Tryna get high, okay fine, we gon' smoke
(okay fine)
I been really on my grind for the dope
Tryna ice my wrist
Look at the time, see the snow
Hey, shawty think she mine, I don't know
I don't cuff hoes
I already know she fucked my bro, ayy
Young nigga gettin' to the dough
Got it for the low
What you need? Just hit my trap phone, ayy
Young nigga pull up in the Ghost
I got bands on me
Used to post up by the store, ayy
(bands)
She say that I flex, I do the most
Pull up in a 'rari
Windows down, smell like dope, hey
Aww shit, 12 comin', get low, yeah
I can't let them take this bankroll, yeah
Flowin' through the city with my bros, yeah
Ridin' with them poles
'bout to pull up on some hoes, yeah
Hey, big knots, blue cheese in a Balmain
Nigga we ain't playin' with that money
Got it on me
Now I pull up in a 'rari
Drove past my ex
Yeah, that bitch was lookin' salty
Know I had to flex
Yeah, I ain't never sorry
Thought I would be broke for forever
Bitch, I'm ballin'
Now I got a mansion, now my diamonds dancin'
I'm pushin' the Wraith
'member dreamin' 'bout a Phantom
Peep the haters' faces
I know that they can't stand it
Run up
Try to take it, you know I got that hammer
Ayy, hit it then replace it
Lean up in the Fanta
Shawty, you too basic, I can't
Be your man, no
Diamonds they are racist
Flashin' like a camera
Do the dash
Speed racing, pull up in a Lambo', hey
Shawty think she mine, I don't know
(I don't know)
Tryna get high, okay fine, we gon' smoke
(okay fine)
I been really on my grind for the dope
Tryna ice my wrist
Look at the time, see the snow
Hey, shawty think she mine, I don't know
I don't cuff hoes
I already know she fucked my bro, ayy
Young nigga gettin' to the dough
Got it for the low
What you need? Just hit my trap phone, ayy
Young nigga pull up in the Ghost
I got bands on me
Used to post up by the store, ayy
(bands)
She say that I flex, I do the most
Pull up in a 'rari
Windows down, smell like dope, hey
Aww shit, 12 comin', get low, yeah
I can't let them take this bankroll, yeah
Flowin' through the city with my bros, yeah
Ridin' with them poles
'bout to pull up on some hoes, yeah