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OKRA Lyrics By Tyler The Creator

    man now they go ayo
    i cut off some friends where they go
    did this shit in one take ayo
    i stick to the plan that’s the goal
    ayo thats that fire shit nigga ayo
    fuck these niggas man man man man run it run it

    check my bankroll ayo 400k for vehicle
    paintjob look like ashy ankles on django interior look mango
    shotgun grape he look like mayo
    golden voice on payroll neck all gold like kayo corp
    we aim at dorks get out the way yo
    keep them bucks in banks like yayo
    swampy niggas out the bayou
    pockets flooded y’all be dilute
    watered down i’m big mac
    i’m quarter pound you chicken nugget
    fuck it travel bag balenciaga 0000 just for luggage
    financial advisor buggin’ flower boy is buzzin’
    grammynominated tell yo’ cousin ain’t nobody fuckin’ with him

    man now they go
    i cut off some friends where they go
    i stick to the plan that’s the goal
    fuck these niggas man that’s for sure

    say
    uno the shoe red with the blue
    look like a flag what the fuck it do
    golf be the set no more of
    like ron artest bitch we aim for your neck
    give a fuck about you or your respect
    yeah that way fuck your accolades
    but i made the cut like i pack a blade
    you could call me brush i’ve been makin’ waves
    since ashley banks’ cousin had a fade
    but that’s ‘9 i’m ‘9 hey
    watts riot in my blood nigga what’s up
    and that pussy pink like the drink in my cup
    lemonade yeah it’s minute maid
    i been gettin’ paid pockets gainin’ weight
    your bank statements on mary kate but that’s up to you

    man now they go
    i ain’t fuckin’ with none of these niggas man
    i cut off some friends where they go
    yeah give these niggas information nigga
    i stick to the plan that’s the goal
    now we never fuckin’ stop
    fuck these ayo niggas man that’s for sure ayo

    tell tim chalamet to come get at me
    skin glowin’ clear of acne
    diamonds seethrough so holographic
    red ones look like aidan mackey
    spent dinero like taxi driver skrrt
    handmade is that thing with tires
    but i rode the bike and vill tail behind me
    and he got the cannon like he bagged mariah
    pew pew pew pew pew
    yeah we straight but if you wrinkle up the situation he will go grab the iron
    and he do what i says like simon
    no violence
    and my bitch mixed like jambalaya
    man fuck with the fam we in japan
    bitch youre a bum see you don’t understand
    yeah i cut off some friends t where you been
    bitch i’m in belair been lookin’ for land
    need a spot in the hills not the beach need a pool
    just to cool it i do need the grass not the sand
    got enough rocks see check my hand
    and i got crack watch how i talk
    and it’s still wolf gang bitch watch how i bark sike
    wallace still trippin’ on shit that i bought
    but i really do not care the cost ’cause incomprehensible noises

    man now they go
    i cut off some friends

    Artist: Tyler The Creator

    Year: 2018

    Decade: 10s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 328