Oak Creek lyrics

by

ATO


[HOOK]
Aye, Woah, Aye
Ain't talkin Nike, I ran it up and Now they Shocked
Like a dread, b*tch I got this sh*t on lock
I could never give my love to a thot
Kicked her right up out the spot. She was talking too much
All white diamonds on me like the Klu Klux
I keep dropping racks off. I'm so clumsy
I peep everything, n*gga I'm no dummy
You get what you want when you got it. You popping, you do what you want
I put my bags in the hood, n*gga. The trunk in the front
Imma rebuild Oak Creek, n*gga. Cause that's where I'm from
When I get rich, Imma give back. n*gga, I ain't nothing like Trump

[Verse 1]
I don't need no Wi-Fi. Everywhere I go, I'm connected
Plugged in like electric, yeah. b*tch I'm well respected
They say I'm a genius. I got super intellect
And my b*tch a genius. She gives super duper head
And my n*gga bleeding. He bang super duper red
If it ain't bout no money, I ain't hear nothing you said
And I know I'm the GOAT. You ain't gotta give me credit
And I'm swiping swiping. I might just f*ck up your credit

[Hook]
[Verse 2]
I ain't got no wifey, but I got rings on my finger
Talk on Skype from overseas with a diva
She can't look me in my eyes. She say I'm evil
My heart cold, b*tch. I got it out the freezer
n*gga can't ride this wave. A n*gga got style for days
Medium rare my steak. Everything rare my taste
I put this sh*t together just like a mechanic and have them amazed
n*ggas bleed just like me, so it ain't no excuse not to be paid

[Hook]
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