Shotty, osmkapo - Ok!¡ Lyrics

Ok let's go
Run the racks up think I need some more
Bring the stacks out I want them to know
All this cash made my heart so cold
Get 'em mad yeah
Everywhere we go
Prada on the toe
Moncler on the coat
Rackies on the floor
Fuck her
Pass her to the bros
I spend too much money
Yea I spend it on these clothes
Racing fast SRT
Do the dash going ghost
Racing to the past
Yea we going really fast
Blowing up the fucking dash
I been living really bad
In just tryna get these bags
I been feeling really bad
She wanna fuck me really bad
I'm just tryna get that cash
Zoom
Travis Scott "highest in the room"
I'm swerving Mercedes, in that coupe
That bitch wanna fuck me like ooh
That bitch wanna fuck me like
Ok let's go
Run the racks up think I need some more
Bring the stacks out I want them to know
All this cash made my heart so cold
Get 'em mad yeah
Everywhere we go
Prada on the toe
Moncler on the coat
Rackies on the floor
Fuck her
Pass her to the bros
I spend too much money
Yea I spend it on these clothes
Racing fast SRT
Do the dash going ghost
Yeah bitch I'm going ghost
I hit three opps all in a row
She on my dick tryna come to the show
Baby girl this how life goes
I got Moncler all on my coat
Pussy niggas really breaking the code
VVS's really making it cold
What we go up
Bitch the top go down
Kap done made it
It's the word around town
Yo bitch a hoe
Yeah she moving around
And her boyfriend a scrub, that nigga a clown
Woah, top speed racing
Boy you took my cadence
You get money we know you're faking
I had my shooters on you like a Haitian
Choppa bullets cook you up some bacon
High as fuck, in the moon I'm relating
Give it up, or we finna just take it
I got yo hoe cooking and she naked
Pussy niggas really all in my face
I get money bitch I'm breaking the bank
High as fuck, I be chillin in space
Catch an opp, and I'm up on his case
Ok let's go
Run the racks up think I need some more
Bring the stacks out I want them to know
All this cash made my heart so cold
Get 'em mad yeah
Everywhere we go
Prada on the toe
Moncler on the coat
Rackies on the floor
Fuck her
Pass her to the bros
I spend too much money
Yea I spend it on these clothes
Racing fast SRT
Do the dash going ghost

Ok let's go
Run the racks up think I need some more
Bring the stacks out I want them to know
All this cash made my heart so cold
Get 'em mad yeah
Everywhere we go
Prada on the toe
Moncler on the coat
Rackies on the floor
Fuck her
Pass her to the bros
I spend too much money
Yea I spend it on these clothes
Racing fast SRT
Do the dash going ghost
Racing to the past
Yea we going really fast
Blowing up the fucking dash
I been living really bad
In just tryna get these bags
I been feeling really bad
She wanna fuck me really bad
I'm just tryna get that cash
Zoom
Travis Scott "highest in the room"
I'm swerving Mercedes, in that coupe
That bitch wanna fuck me like ooh
That bitch wanna fuck me like
Ok let's go
Run the racks up think I need some more
Bring the stacks out I want them to know
All this cash made my heart so cold
Get 'em mad yeah
Everywhere we go
Prada on the toe
Moncler on the coat
Rackies on the floor
Fuck her
Pass her to the bros
I spend too much money
Yea I spend it on these clothes
Racing fast SRT
Do the dash going ghost
Yeah bitch I'm going ghost
I hit three opps all in a row
She on my dick tryna come to the show
Baby girl this how life goes
I got Moncler all on my coat
Pussy niggas really breaking the code
VVS's really making it cold
What we go up
Bitch the top go down
Kap done made it
It's the word around town
Yo bitch a hoe
Yeah she moving around
And her boyfriend a scrub, that nigga a clown
Woah, top speed racing
Boy you took my cadence
You get money we know you're faking
I had my shooters on you like a Haitian
Choppa bullets cook you up some bacon
High as fuck, in the moon I'm relating
Give it up, or we finna just take it
I got yo hoe cooking and she naked
Pussy niggas really all in my face
I get money bitch I'm breaking the bank
High as fuck, I be chillin in space
Catch an opp, and I'm up on his case
Ok let's go
Run the racks up think I need some more
Bring the stacks out I want them to know
All this cash made my heart so cold
Get 'em mad yeah
Everywhere we go
Prada on the toe
Moncler on the coat
Rackies on the floor
Fuck her
Pass her to the bros
I spend too much money
Yea I spend it on these clothes
Racing fast SRT
Do the dash going ghost