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Ah Okay Video (MV)




Performed By: One7Flexx
Language: English
Length: 2:48
Written by: Riley Jackson




One7Flexx - Ah Okay Lyrics




Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch, killa, killa
Pistol, pistol packin', never slackin', bitch, killa, killa
Pistol, pistol packin', never slackin', bitch, killa
Okay, okay, okay, okay

Bitch boy, claim he off the porch, we leave him torch with some
Red beams, same color as Rudolph when he up to some
Young nigga, posted up outside, they said he up to some
Step on shit, pussy bitch don't want it, take out my opponents

Ready to slide, Daytona, we black tinted
If they want it, little nigga, Glide with caution,
Hot car milage on it, Flexx get the wildest on them, pop no stylist on him, walk up yeah, get on him

If he play, we on him, keep my wrist on, bow
Switch, bow, jeans, bow, green, bow
My bitch, wow, my hoes, ouch
You better watch your mouth before I hit your spouse

Shit, I'm in a house, smokin' off his house
Four them out of town, Ski them brought the loud
Don't get swiped on thin ice, it ain't gon' end up right
Pussy dissed me, but couldn't at me, bitch boy, cannot fight

We pop shiesty Jeep, hot car sliding beep, Done turn to super flex I'm riding with super skis
Cuts, tag me with the parlay, new method clap off Visa
Bitch, shake her ass the crew way, got my attention right there

Anywhere a nigga walk in, I got bitches starin
And my ones, look like Karen Shining watch them gliss
Niggas got me down laughing, talkin' bout can they Bliss
You ain't never been hit with that brr, better watch out for tints

Bitch, boy, climb me off the porch, we leave him torched or somethin
Red beams, same color as Rudolph when he up or somethin
Young niggas, posted up outside, they said he up or somethin
Step on shit, pussy bitch don't want it, take out my opponents

Ready, slide,Daytona, we black tinted, If they want it
Little niggas Glide with caution, hot car mileage on it
Pop no stylist on them, Flexx get the wildest on them
Walk up, yeah, get on him

If you play, we on him

Keep my wrist on, bow, switch, bow
Jeans, bow, green, bow
My bitch, wow, my hoes, ouch
You better watch your mouth before I hit your spouse

I rap G.G. Glide forever, who can f*ck with this kid
You a die if you play my brother or play with his kid
I was rocking True Religion with a thirty-eight tucked in denims
It was cold, but I was still outside with all my niggas

O-okay, O-okay, O-okay
O-okay, O-okay, bow
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English

Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch, killa, killa
Pistol, pistol packin', never slackin', bitch, killa, killa
Pistol, pistol packin', never slackin', bitch, killa
Okay, okay, okay, okay

Bitch boy, claim he off the porch, we leave him torch with some
Red beams, same color as Rudolph when he up to some
Young nigga, posted up outside, they said he up to some
Step on shit, pussy bitch don't want it, take out my opponents

Ready to slide, Daytona, we black tinted
If they want it, little nigga, Glide with caution,
Hot car milage on it, Flexx get the wildest on them, pop no stylist on him, walk up yeah, get on him

If he play, we on him, keep my wrist on, bow
Switch, bow, jeans, bow, green, bow
My bitch, wow, my hoes, ouch
You better watch your mouth before I hit your spouse

Shit, I'm in a house, smokin' off his house
Four them out of town, Ski them brought the loud
Don't get swiped on thin ice, it ain't gon' end up right
Pussy dissed me, but couldn't at me, bitch boy, cannot fight

We pop shiesty Jeep, hot car sliding beep, Done turn to super flex I'm riding with super skis
Cuts, tag me with the parlay, new method clap off Visa
Bitch, shake her ass the crew way, got my attention right there

Anywhere a nigga walk in, I got bitches starin
And my ones, look like Karen Shining watch them gliss
Niggas got me down laughing, talkin' bout can they Bliss
You ain't never been hit with that brr, better watch out for tints

Bitch, boy, climb me off the porch, we leave him torched or somethin
Red beams, same color as Rudolph when he up or somethin
Young niggas, posted up outside, they said he up or somethin
Step on shit, pussy bitch don't want it, take out my opponents

Ready, slide,Daytona, we black tinted, If they want it
Little niggas Glide with caution, hot car mileage on it
Pop no stylist on them, Flexx get the wildest on them
Walk up, yeah, get on him

If you play, we on him

Keep my wrist on, bow, switch, bow
Jeans, bow, green, bow
My bitch, wow, my hoes, ouch
You better watch your mouth before I hit your spouse

I rap G.G. Glide forever, who can f*ck with this kid
You a die if you play my brother or play with his kid
I was rocking True Religion with a thirty-eight tucked in denims
It was cold, but I was still outside with all my niggas

O-okay, O-okay, O-okay
O-okay, O-okay, bow
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Writer: Riley Jackson
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