Yeat – Ok Kool Lyrics

Yeat – Ok Kool Lyrics
Ok Kool
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    "Ok Kool." - Yeat

    Album: 4L
    Track No: 17
    Okay cool, yeah
    Oh, okay cool, yeah
    Okay cool, okay cool, okay cool, yeah
    Okay cool (Mingo, haha)
    I just woke up then I hit the zoom
    I just woke up and I took an ecstasy
    I just woke up then took an ecstasy
    I just woke up to some bullshit, going back to bed
    Yeah, ooh, ha-ha-ha
    Yeah, boo, yeah, zoo, yeah, ha-ha-ha
    My twizzy leave 'em split, he on the news (why?)
    I do what I like, I don't have no rules
    Bitch pull up, eat my dick, she like to drool
    No, you ain't heard what I did, you heard what I do (what I do)
    Give the bitch the horns, I give her the bull
    Cut off the top of the coupe to let it cool
    My wrist wеnt from not being on shit to being a pool
    You told me that you'rе rich, okay cool
    Heard he tried me, can't say shit, okay bool
    Yeah, that coochie wet and warm, jacuzzi
    Yeah, you get hit with the thorns if you're losey
    Yeah, I hit her from the back, yeah my bruisy
    Yeah, I keep this shit so icey, keep it coozy
    Yeah, we laughing at your track boy, Druski
    Yeah, I don't want no kids condom using
    Yeah, they say, why they listen to my music?
    Yeah, 'cause they wan' feel they rich just like my twizzy
    Yeah, called up my lil' bitch, I called my bizzy
    Yeah, I just dive head first inside that, ooh
    All my diamonds pissy, pissy (R. Kelly)
    They say that I don't miss, I ain't missing (Mingo, haha)
    Boom, boom-boom
    I just woke up then I hit the zoom
    I just woke up and I took an ecstasy
    I just woke up then took an ecstasy
    I just woke up to some bullshit, going back to bed
    Yeah, ooh, ha-ha-ha
    Yeah, boo, yeah, zoo, yeah, ha-ha-ha
    My twizzy leave 'em split, he on the news (why?)
    I do what I like, I don't have no rules
    Bitch pull up, eat my dick, she like to drool
    No, you ain't heard what I did, you heard what I do (what I do)
    Give the bitch the horns, I give her the bull
    Cut off the top of the coupe to let it cool
    My wrist went from not being on shit to being a pool
    You told me that you're rich, okay cool
    Heard he tried me, can't say shit, okay bool

    Writer(s): Noah Smith.

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