Untiljapan Ounce Lyrics

[Intro]
(revistingearth)

[Chorus]
I'm okay, I got 'bout a ounce (Yeah)
I'm okay, I step out the house (Ha)
I'm okay, walk in unannounced
I get paid, break down like a pound
All this pain, keep hearin' me out
Askin' God how this came about
I'm the flyest nigga all around
I won't fight a nigga, shoot him down
Grab a flier, bitch, I'm in your town (Woah)
Tap the f*ck in like right now
Rock out this bitch and we burnin' it down (Ha)
Hop out that whip, turn that smile to a frown
Nigga, I'on play
Bitch, that's fasho (Yeah)
Said them bitches had me livid, never gave a f*ck 'bout a ho
f*ck nigga pockets lookin' rigid, got my pockets lookin' swole
I'm in your f*cking division runnin' up them digits, got your gang lookin' too slow
And I'm f*ckin' the bitch that he simpin' over, got her limpin' over, gotta walk with a pole
Niggas stupid, gotta walk with a pole
Bitches stupid, ain't Cupid, can't love on a ho
Yeah, shе cool, but I like her throat
Yeah, thеy cool, but I need the throne

[Bridge]
Dollars, dollars, dollars, I need bills in my hands
I'm not a negotiator, I just need the f*cking bands
I just skrrt off on a hater in the newest f*cking Benz
Chew 'em up like Now and Later, and I still need the advance

[Verse] Toss the heater easy bake
I'm a cheetah and a cheater, I'ma always get the pape
She text my phone, she say, "I need ya"
Guess I'm putting on my cape
Yeah, I'm there to save the day
Where there's me, bitch, there's a way
Y'all some amoebas, get away

[Chorus]
I'm okay, I got 'bout a ounce (Yeah)
I'm okay, I step out the house (Ha)
I'm okay, walk in unannounced
I get paid, break down like a pound
All this pain, keep hearin' me out
Askin' God how this came about
I'm the flyest nigga all around
I won't fight a nigga, shoot him down
Grab a flier, bitch, I'm in your town (Woah)
Tap the f*ck in like right now
Rock out this bitch and we burnin' it down (Ha)
Hop out that whip, turn that smile to a frown
Nigga, I'on play
Bitch, that's fasho (Yeah)
Said them bitches had me livid, never gave a f*ck 'bout a ho
f*ck nigga pockets lookin' rigid, got my pockets lookin' swole
I'm in your f*cking division runnin' up them digits, got your gang lookin' too slow
And I'm f*ckin' the bitch that he simpin' over, got her limpin' over, gotta walk with a pole
Niggas stupid, gotta walk with a pole
Bitches stupid, ain't Cupid, can't love on a ho
Yeah, she cool, but I like her throat
Yeah, they cool, but I need the throne