Tyler, The Creator - OKRA Lyrics
[Intro]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(Ayy, we got that fire shit nigga)***** these niggas man (run it)[Verse 1]Check my bankroll, ayo, 400K for vehiclePaintjob look like ashy ankles on Django, interior look mangoShotgun grape, he look like mayoGolden voice on payroll, neck all gold like Kayo CorpWe aim at dorks, get out the way, yoKeep them bucks in banks like YayoSwampy niggas out the bayouPockets flooded, y'all be diluteWatered down, I'm Big MacI'm quarter pound, you chicken nugget***** it, travel bag Balenciaga, 30,000 just for luggageFinancial advisor buggin', Flower Boy is buzzin'Grammy-nominated, tell yo' cousin ain't nobody *****in' with him[Chorus]Man, now they goI cut off some friends, where they go?I stick to the plan, that's the goal***** these niggas man, that's for sure[Verse 2]Uno the shoe, red with the blueLook like a flag, what the ***** it do?Golf be the set, no more OFLike Ron Artest, *****, we aim for your neckGive a ***** about you or your respectYeah, that way, ***** your accoladesBut I made the cut like I pack a bladeYou could call me brush, I've been makin' wavesSince Ashley Banks' cousin had a fadeBut that's '92, I'm '91Watts Riot in my blood, nigga what's upAnd that ***** pink like the drink in my cupLemonade, yeah it's Minute MaidI been gettin' paid, pockets gainin' weightYour bank statements on Mary Kate, but that's up to you[Chorus]Man, now they go(I ain't *****in' 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 *****in' stop)***** these (ayo) niggas man, that's for sure (ayo)[Verse 3]Tell Tim Chalamet to come get at meSkin glowin', clear of acneDiamonds see-through, so holographicRed Ones look like Aidan MackeySpent dinero like Taxi DriverHandmade is that thing with tiresBut I rode the bike and Vill tail behind meAnd 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 ironAnd he do what I says like Simon(No violence)And my ***** mixed like jambalayaMan, ***** with the fam, we in Japan***** you’re a bum, see you don't understandYeah, I cut off some friends, "T where you been?"***** I'm in Bel-Air, been lookin' for landNeed a spot in the hills, not the beach, need a poolJust to cool it, I do need the grass, not the sandGot enough rocks, see, check my handAnd I got crack, watch how I talkAnd it's still Wolf Gang, *****, watch how I barkWallace still trippin' on shit that I boughtBut I really do not care the cost 'cause okra[Outro]Man, now they goI cut off some friends
