letra de ounce - untiljapan
i’m okay, i got bout an ounce
i’m okay, i step out the house
i’m okay, walk in unannounced
i get paid, break down like a pound
all this pain, keep hearing me out
asking god how this came about
i’m the flyest n-gga all around
i won’t fight a n-gga, shoot him down
grab a flier b-tch i’m in your town (woah)
tap the f-ck in like right now
rock out this b-tch and we burning it down
hop out that whip, turn that smile to a frown
n-gga i don’t play
b-tch that’s fasho
said them b-tches had me livid, never give a f-ck bout a ho
f-ck n-gga pockets looking rigid got my pockets looking swole
i’m in your f-cking division running up them digits
got your gang looking too slow
and i’m f-cking the b-tch that he simping over
got her limping over, gotta walk with a pole
n-ggas stupid, gotta walk with a pole
b-tches stupid, ain’t cupid can’t love on a ho
yeah she cool, but i like her throat
yeah thеy cool, but i need the throne
dollars, dollars, dollars
i need bills in my hands
i’m not a negotiator
i just need thе f-cking bands
i just skrt off on a hater
in the newest f-cking benz
chew em up like now and later
and i still need the advance
[verse]
toss the heater easy bake
i’m a cheetah and a cheater, imma always get the pape
she text my phone she say “i need ya”
guess i’m putting on my cape
yeah i’m there to save the day
where there’s me, b-tch there’s a way
y’all some amoebas, get away
[chorus]
i’m okay, i got bout an ounce
i’m okay, i step out the house
i’m okay, walk in unannounced
i get paid, break down like a pound
all this pain, keep hearing me out
asking god how this came about
i’m the flyest n-gga all around
i won’t fight a n-gga, shoot him down
grab a flier b-tch i’m in your town (woah)
tap the f-ck in like right now
rock out this b-tch and we burning it down
hop out that whip, turn that smile to a frown
n-gga i don’t play
b-tch that’s fasho
said them b-tches had me livid, never give a f-ck bout a ho
f-ck n-gga pockets looking rigid got my pockets looking swole
i’m in your f-cking division running up them digits
got your gang looking too slow
and i’m f-cking the b-tch that he simping over
got her limping over, gotta walk with a pole
n-ggas stupid, gotta walk with a pole
b-tches stupid, ain’t cupid can’t love on a ho
yeah she cool, but i like her throat
yeah they cool, but i need the throne
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