We Okay lyrics

Drama Gang

Hook:
So how you doin' huh?
We okay (x10)
So how you doin' huh?
We okay (x10)
(And we about to tear it up) (x3)
So how you doin' huh?

Verse 1 (KayR):
We okay. Got a bit of money so now we gon' pay
He gon' pray if he hating on me like he know Kay
She gon' stay out the VIP if she don't chip in. Frito lay
I got a bunch of actors 'round here. But you know that we don't play
Hey! I'm here to have a good time. Good rhymes so I should shine
Put nine more bottles on the tab, god damn, dirty bars like Woodbine
Aw man. Don't stand around it. If I hear this sh*t, man, can I panic?
Other rappers only want ass pics if those photos be panoramic
I be on that sh*t that'll make your vitals stop
Y'all be dumb and 'bout that paper so I call you Michael Scott
It's time for everybody to stop acting like I'm new to ya
I've got a question

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Verse 2 (King Los):
I feel like a giant, highly non-compliant, wild and I'm defiant, piling guys on piles
And pound for pound the best, my n*ggas pushing pounds of Miley Cyrus
While the violent drivers pull the phantoms up. Standing up on the couch
And I'm up, banding up, I need a band to come play while I ante up
Stand me up for my bread, hit your family, your auntie, your Uncle Greg
Hit your granny, your daddy, your momma too
Follow you. You no follow rules, I'mma do
What I have to, with the chapter in this book I'm writing
And it looks exciting. While these n*ggas fighting I'm sippin' tea
Jump out Phantoms like, "b*tch it's me!" Hundred chains like I'm Mr. T
Crispy T, just a g. Lot of b*tch n*ggas p*ssed at me. Hit your b*tch now you history
I'm like Curry, don't miss a three. No worries, no misery. I just bury my enemies
Various tendencies, that we don't say. We don't play. We okay

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