Okok (Hibachi)

Lately on a lane
All this cash, that I'm finna make
If you never knew, it's 'cause I'm on a way
Start the case, cut the trick, I don't wanna play, no
Ain't ever shots to the other lane
I don't wanna crash, I don't wanna brake
Finna stop for gas, you need anything?
Okay, okay

Got you by my side, it's been a long time
But I love your company
We got nothin' to do in the Versa coupe
So you tryna fuck with me
And whatcha tryna eat a little later, Hibachi?
You think a nigga got paper, I'm laughing
We couldn't name one hater who could stop me
We gon' be okay, okay

Got you by my side, it's been a long time
But I love your company
We got nothin' to do in the Versa coupe
Okay, okay

They ask me, "Jordan, where the fuck you've been?"
I don't tell nothin' to no one but my friends
Been learnin' slowly on how to trust again
Niggas, they try me, I'm strartna slimy (get slimy)
I just throw my hands up straight to the universe
And if it's needed, then maybe do the worst (come on)
We come out on the other side, with some thicker skin
Had some lessons learned, lemme burn off this adrenaline, let's get it

Got you by my side, it's been a long time
But I love your company (but I love your company)
We got nothin' to do in the Versa coupe
So you tryna fuck with me (so you tryna fuck with me)
And whatcha tryna eat a little later, Hibachi?
You think a nigga got paper, I'm laughing
We couldn't name one hater who could stop me
We gon' be okay, okay

Got you by my side, it's been a long time
But I love your company (but I love your company)
We got nothin' to do in the Versa coupe
Okay, okay



Credits
Writer(s): Francis Esteban, Jordan Alexander Ward
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