Ok Alright (feat. ScHoolboy Q)

Ya you know we gon' be aight
 Leaders of the new school
 They ain't want to let us in but they had to
 Trav tell 'em what it is
 Zonaman in the building
 ♪
 Ok, ok, ok
 Already know it's gon' be alright
 Way we going up we might be all night
 Ok, ok
 Now we gon' blow like the wind
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Ok, ok, ok
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Should have never, should have never let us niggas in
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Sh-sh-should have never let us niggas in
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Sh-sh-should have never let us niggas in
 Ok, ok, ok
 Let's get this shit lit poured right
 Need my drugs alright
 Call my bitch up she gon' suck this dick four ways
 Four ways, now it's time to pay
 Need my money now, not tomorrow need that shit today
 Ok, Ok, Ok
 Now it's bombs away
 Bitches kissing bitches while my niggas serve them candy canes
 Ok, ok, bouncing on La Flame put you up on game
 Teach you mix a little, how to dab a little
 Them bitches scared them bitches scareeee-oooh yea
 Ok, ok, ok
 Already know it's gon' be alright
 Way we going up we might be all night
 Ok, ok
 Now we gon' blow like the wind
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Ok, ok, ok, ok
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Should have never, should have never let us niggas in
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Sh-sh-should have never let us niggas in
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Sh-sh-should have never let us niggas in
 Ok, ok
 Bottom bitch say ho!
 Know you on top when the top get floored
 Crib where the cop won't go
 Rollie on bling bling, neck on ice
 Tell a bitch get right make a nigga miss that flight
 Can a nigga hit that twice
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Got my first M 2012
 Now a hundred K in the mail
 Free another hommie on bail
 Money low her pussy gon' sell
 Tryna tell me money ain't shit
 When you tried to tell me water won't whip
 When you tried to say this quarter won't flip
 Since Snoop who the other rich crip
 How Groovy get the Pringle man chip
 Walk on with a twenty yard clip
 Walk on while a real nigga limp
 Black nigga green grass no golf
 So on turn the satellite off from the set
 Feel like I died on that cross hang on
 Ok, ok, ok
 Already know it's gon' be alright
 Way we going up we might be all night
 Ok, ok
 Now we gon' blow like the wind
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Ok, ok, ok
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Should have never, should have never let us niggas in
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Sh-sh-should have never let us niggas in
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Sh-sh-should have never let us niggas in
 Ok, ok
 ♪
 Alright, alright, alright
 Balling down the corner
 Alright, alright, alright, alright
 Take the long way home
 Alright, alright, alright
 Alright, alright
 Alright, alright, alright, alright
 Jacques was born April 30 aye
 Doctor said he won't be home in thirty days
 He gon' be alright, alright, alright, alright
 Momma said her son gon' be a gift
 Momma said her son gon' be the shit
 He gon' be alright, alright, alright, alright
 Momma coming home with different niggas
 Daddy out there hanging with the killers
 Will it be alright, alright, alright, alright?
 Feel like I'mma need me a sip
 Feel like I'mma need me a bitch
 Make me feel alright, alright, alright, alright
 There's blood on your face
 Salt on your skin
 Your battle is done, for now
 Alright, alright, alright
 Now I wanna blow these trees alright
 Hit another lick and we gon' be alright
 Alright, alright, alright, alright
 Now we got this breeze we gon' be alright
 Hundred all we need we gon' be alright
 Alright
 Alright, alright
 ♪
 Completely available to you
 Scrape a little off the top
 Come meet your puddin' pop
 All night
 
 Ya you know we gon' be aight
 Leaders of the new school
 They ain't want to let us in but they had to
 Trav tell 'em what it is
 Zonaman in the building
 ♪
 Ok, ok, ok
 Already know it's gon' be alright
 Way we going up we might be all night
 Ok, ok
 Now we gon' blow like the wind
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Ok, ok, ok
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Should have never, should have never let us niggas in
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Sh-sh-should have never let us niggas in
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Sh-sh-should have never let us niggas in
 Ok, ok, ok
 Let's get this shit lit poured right
 Need my drugs alright
 Call my bitch up she gon' suck this dick four ways
 Four ways, now it's time to pay
 Need my money now, not tomorrow need that shit today
 Ok, Ok, Ok
 Now it's bombs away
 Bitches kissing bitches while my niggas serve them candy canes
 Ok, ok, bouncing on La Flame put you up on game
 Teach you mix a little, how to dab a little
 Them bitches scared them bitches scareeee-oooh yea
 Ok, ok, ok
 Already know it's gon' be alright
 Way we going up we might be all night
 Ok, ok
 Now we gon' blow like the wind
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Ok, ok, ok, ok
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Should have never, should have never let us niggas in
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Sh-sh-should have never let us niggas in
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Sh-sh-should have never let us niggas in
 Ok, ok
 Bottom bitch say ho!
 Know you on top when the top get floored
 Crib where the cop won't go
 Rollie on bling bling, neck on ice
 Tell a bitch get right make a nigga miss that flight
 Can a nigga hit that twice
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Got my first M 2012
 Now a hundred K in the mail
 Free another hommie on bail
 Money low her pussy gon' sell
 Tryna tell me money ain't shit
 When you tried to tell me water won't whip
 When you tried to say this quarter won't flip
 Since Snoop who the other rich crip
 How Groovy get the Pringle man chip
 Walk on with a twenty yard clip
 Walk on while a real nigga limp
 Black nigga green grass no golf
 So on turn the satellite off from the set
 Feel like I died on that cross hang on
 Ok, ok, ok
 Already know it's gon' be alright
 Way we going up we might be all night
 Ok, ok
 Now we gon' blow like the wind
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Ok, ok, ok
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Should have never, should have never let us niggas in
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Sh-sh-should have never let us niggas in
 Should have never let us niggas in
 Sh-sh-should have never let us niggas in
 Ok, ok
 ♪
 Alright, alright, alright
 Balling down the corner
 Alright, alright, alright, alright
 Take the long way home
 Alright, alright, alright
 Alright, alright
 Alright, alright, alright, alright
 Jacques was born April 30 aye
 Doctor said he won't be home in thirty days
 He gon' be alright, alright, alright, alright
 Momma said her son gon' be a gift
 Momma said her son gon' be the shit
 He gon' be alright, alright, alright, alright
 Momma coming home with different niggas
 Daddy out there hanging with the killers
 Will it be alright, alright, alright, alright?
 Feel like I'mma need me a sip
 Feel like I'mma need me a bitch
 Make me feel alright, alright, alright, alright
 There's blood on your face
 Salt on your skin
 Your battle is done, for now
 Alright, alright, alright
 Now I wanna blow these trees alright
 Hit another lick and we gon' be alright
 Alright, alright, alright, alright
 Now we got this breeze we gon' be alright
 Hundred all we need we gon' be alright
 Alright
 Alright, alright
 ♪
 Completely available to you
 Scrape a little off the top
 Come meet your puddin' pop
 All night