OK - Sauce Walka

Ooweeeee!

Drippp!

Ok

Pints in my house to the ceiling

Drank to my ear I can’t even listen

All this water on a nigga wrist make a white man wanna go fishin'

Sauce done made the bitch lose her faith cuz the shit she do for me ain’t

Christian

I took the bitch on some money missions

On some shit that can get ugly missions

Never sent her on no dummy missions

But… you know that pimpin' ain’t easy

Sprinkle that flavor that seasonin'

Then take his watch and his visa

My game is cold as ten freezers

Out in Alaska on ski slopes

I’m sippin syrup on speedboats wit 2 bitches thats speakin no Englos

Two chains on my neck weigh a kilo

But just about one is a kilo

The bitch done flew me out to Rio

I been goin' wit plans in Berdino

Ain’t no squares in my circle that we know

Ain’t no snakes in my circle that we know

I pimp bitches and stack up my Cheetos

And shit on my Fritos who gave me Doritos

Away

The bitch want me she gonna pay

And if she do I’m gonna stay

And make sure it’s all ok

Ok, ok

Pourin my pint in 2 liters

Ridin' around with big heaters

How the streets is nowadays I don’t know if my enemy is one of my people

So I be damned if I don’t come with that sleeper

So everyday ima walk with that beeper

Come with some smoke and on sauce Ima bleep ya

In otherwords that mean Ima delete ya

I’m blowin' a zip ok (ok)

I’m pourin' a brick ok (ok)

I pimp on a bitch ok (ok)

All my niggas rich ok (ok) (drip!)

I rep with a stick ok (ok)

Yeah I’m with the shit ok (ok)

All my bitches thick ok (ok)

And they with the shit ok (ok)

Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, okayy

Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, okayy

Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, okayy

Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, okayy

So look

Keep all that shit

Like keep-keep all that