(ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
(We gon' be okay)
Get that pack, man, send it through
This ain't Fall Guys, I can't fall on you
I'm not a tall guy, but my money 6'2"
What you lookin' at? Girl, it's me and you
What you thinkin' 'bout? Girl, let it through
When I'm on these drugs, can I count on you?
When I fall in love, can I count on you?
I love you so much, but I hate what you do
I stay with my mans, feel like Groot
I'm so high, bitch,
I don't know what I'm gon' do
Feel like I could fly, bitch,
might as well grow me wings too
I don't ask no fuckin' questions, I just shoot
I got drug endeavors,
I pop pink and blues (ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
(If you not Ball Hog, then die)
Huh, how much in your chopper?
I think a deuce, huh (We gon' be okay)
Nigga wanna be friends, it ain't no truce
It ain't no friends in this bitch
I get fly as hell, I feel like a pilot
This ain't NFL, play with Ball Hogs, we gon' blitz
I just poured some drop,
I'm finna make my soda flip
I don't watch my eyes,
hope they don't dry, yeah
She told me she love me, I don't fuckin' buy it
He think he can guard me, put him on an island
People keep on textin' me, my phone on silent
I don't wanna talk, dude, I stay quiet
Get that pack, man, send it through
This ain't Fall Guys, I can't fall on you
I'm not a tall guy, but my money 6'2"
What you lookin' at? Girl, it's me and you
What you thinkin' 'bout? Girl, let it through
When I'm on these drugs, can I count on you?
When I fall in love, can I count on you?
I love you so much, but I hate what you do