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letra de i'm okay - surf

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[intro]
jerms
(yeah)

[verse 1]
i finna pop my sh-t, got so much food on my plate, you know i’m eatin’
i’m finna pop my sh-t, finna pop this bean, when i walk in that room i’m geekin’
i cannot trust no b-tch, they all be lyin’, they all be keepin’ they secrets
i’m too busy to beef with a n-gga, i want that green, i might be vegan
ain’t talkin’ money, then we is speakin’ (yeah)
i’m tryna f-ck, baby we cannot be friends (yeah)
i ain’t flying n0body out, we is not linkin’ (yeah)
i hit that boy in the head like he lincoln (ha)
n-ggas attacking, they not playin’ defense
so we just pull up and sing like the weeknd
we make his lil’ body drop like the sunset
we put a stop to his story like the end (yeah)

[chorus]
i’m okay, can’t ride with no b-tch, can’t ride with no hoe, can’t cuff on no thot
i’m okay, can’t love on no b-tch, can’t love on no hoe, i’m lovin’ this guap
i’m okay, can’t trust no n-ggas, they gon’ switch up when that money come in
i’m okay, these diamonds on my neck so water, i jump right in

[verse 2]
look at my wrist like do your dance (yeah)
look at that n-gga like this your mans (yeah)
this big ass check ain’t no advance (yeah)
you flexin’ your sh-t like [?] your bands (yeah)
look at my closet, a whole lotta brands
look at my shawty, a whole lotta glam
i just went shopping, they know who i am
i’m poppin’ tags in this b-tch like d-mn
n-ggas be talkin’ that sh-t on the gram
i have to find that boy and he scram
i’m smokin’ exotic, my girl is exotic, i’m eatin’ exotic, my plate full of lamb
i’m keepin’ that heat on me, might get a tan
i be geeked in the sky, man i ain’t finna land
i was out on the beach with my feet in the sand
with a baddie on me tryna f-ck me again
[pre-chorus]
i finna pop my sh-t, got so much food on my plate, you know i’m eatin’
i’m finna pop my sh-t, finna pop this bean, when i walk in that room i’m geekin’ (yeah)
i cannot trust no b-tch, they all be lyin’, they all be keepin’ they secrets (yeah)
i’m too busy to beef with a n-gga, i want that green, i might be vegan (yeah, yeah)

[chorus]
i’m okay, can’t ride with no b-tch, can’t ride with no hoe, can’t cuff on no thot
i’m okay, can’t love on no b-tch, can’t love on no hoe, i’m lovin’ this guap
i’m okay, can’t trust no n-ggas, they gon’ switch up when that money come in
i’m okay, these diamonds on my neck so water, i jump right in
you ruin everything

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