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untitled 2 - okay(k) lyrics

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[verse 1: okay(k)]
ayy, ayy (yo, a lot of n*ggas don’t know)
teleportation is real (that um)
you get around on a wheel
“get it together” by seal (teleportation is real)
ayy, ayy (like goku)
i got no fashion appeal (gohan)
i’m pretty passionate, feel (like trunks, piccolo)
like i’m immaculate, ew
gross, gross (they all teleport)
are you aware of the wave? (like for real, that sh*t)
i never die, i’m awake (that sh*t is legit)
im gonna cry out a lake (c’mon, that sh*t is, hahaha)
ayy, ayy
pretty emotional now
you don’t know what it’s about
i got a chip in my mouth
ayy, ayy
i got a chip in my tooth
f*ck it lets jump off a roof
we do not need any proof
ayy, ayy
we do that sh*t just because
everyone showing me love
f*ck it, i’m buying a rug
ayy, ayy
yeah theres a hole in the floor
cyanide starting to pour
why am i dying? i’m bored
ayy, ayy
i never die, i’m alive
dylan just got a new slide (ayy)
f*ck it, i’m gonna arrive (ayy, ayy)
[verse 2: dylan]
n*gga f*ck out of my face
please, actually
who the f*ck invited you to the sh*t?
why you snappin’ me? (snappin’ me)
i don’t even have a snapchat
and you still rockin’ snapbacks
got beanies, ya catch those?
“and you know em, really catch flows”
all you n*ggas ’bout to ash those
ash them, you can keep that (keep that)
got girls in bikinis with keep that (keep it)
tell them n*ggas with all the secrets (keep it)
‘fore these n*ggas really ‘ceipt that
when i come sit on my seat (f*ck)
n*ggas still gettin’ on beats? (on beats)
n*ggas still gettin’ on beats
i been chillin with tree, i be smokin’ on tree
n*gga done hit that flow
the rings, they be tiffany co. (f*ck off)
but n*ggas don’t ever try to touch it
if you really…
then we stack ’em up, like the bricks
like money, and flip it, just like it was tetris (fly)
really can’t say it’s fake (fly)
go to f*ckin’ bathing ape
fresh, stance
on my socks when i dance (godd*mn)
dance, dance (godd*mn)
you are not my friend (fresh, godd*mn)
don’t ever hold my hand (nah)
don’t ever hold my hand (woah)
if you try to replace, that’s chase*r (dance, dance)
don’t take they sir, sunset racers (dance, uh)
[verse 3: okay(k)]
you are not our friend (uh)
we will not hold hands (uh)
kinda sus, but it depends (uh)
you ain’t riding in my benz (uh)
crashed the whip but it’s my moms (uh)
i don’t know if you got a problem (uh)
you know dylan, you should call him (uh)
the new bruce wayne and robin (uh)
we don’t even chill in gotham (uh)
dylan chillin in the west coast
i’m in the east coast, i’m in boston (uh)
dylan’s verse probly lost em (uh)
why the f*ck am i still in boston? (boston)
i might whip it to la (ayy)
i’m so gifted when i pray (ayy)
merry christmas to my bae
never mind
don’t know when it’s gonna drop
um
merry christmas to my pops um
happy new years to my socks (um)
sh*t, woah
happy new years to my crocs (woah)
happy new years, drake and josh

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