Okay b*tch lyrics

[Intro]
b*tch!

Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
Okay b*tch!
Hol' up, hol' up
Lil' scary, lil' ugly, lil' stank ass b*tch
Okay b*tch!
Hit 'em with it, hit 'em with it, hit 'em with it, hit 'em with it
Okay b*tch!

[Tokyo Vanity]
LightSkinKeisha ain't bout that life
Hoe, I got a gun, you brought a motherf*ckin' knife
Said you wanna fight, I'll make you fight for your life
Money on your head, tell your people guess a price
Lil' bitty b*tch, sit down, get back
Before you get wacked
Push your sh*t back, ass get tapped
Put you in a bag, all facts, no cap
Hol' up
Yo' name don't hold no weight, you ain't beatin' no case
Hoe, you fake, f*ck you say?
You can't even scrap
If I run down, b*tch, I bet you a rat
Lame ass b*tch don't get no dap, all in the club partner ain't got the strap
Everything I do, swear these hoes try to jack
Weak ass pus*y ass, the hoe need a pap
Y'all lame ass hoes can't f*ck with me, my pus*y fatter than the b*tch with a double D
I got the Glock on me, if a b*tch want smoke bring it to her door, thicker than super D
Keep a Glock on me, so we can scale a G
Rich Gang, I don't bang, that's a family
I got B with me and he at your dome
Got a problem, I'll bring that sh*t to your home
[LightSkin Keisha]

Okay b*tch!
Okay b*tch!
Okay b*tch!
(Lil' hoe, you ain't talkin' 'bout sh*t)
Okay b*tch!

Tokyo, b*tch, you pretending?
Gotta watch them hoes they be too friendly
Why they trying so hard to befriend me?
These b*tches really be the enemy
Don't you know that I see through all that fake sh*t?
You was sleep first, now I make sure you wake, b*tch
My life is a movie, press play, b*tch
I'm running this sh*t, my shoe's laced, b*tch
I do what I want just because I can
You'll never catch me flexing for the gram
If we is not cool, I won't shake your hand
Tokyo, b*tch, I don't want your man
If I did, I could have him, you understand?
I heard that he might be my biggest fan
All of these n*ggas, they want a chance
But f*ck all these n*ggas, ain't give a damn
I ain't worried 'bout none of these n*ggas cause most of these n*ggas be talkin' like b*tches
Kissin' and tellin' is a form of snitchin'
Thought he had a chance, baby you could forget it
Make sure I get the head first then I'm dippin'
Now he blowin' me up, n*ggas be trippin'
That n*gga talkin to me, are you kiddin'
I'm good on you n*ggas, do you get the picture?
Okay b*tch!
Okay b*tch!
Okay b*tch!
Okay b*tch!
Okay b*tch!

[Tokyo Vanity & LightSkinKeisha]

Tokyo: b*tch, hol' on, lemme call this hoe, this hoe playin' with me like I'm scary b*tch. It ain't no hoe in me. f*ck good with her? It's like I'm a hoe or somethin'

Keisha: Hello?

Tokyo: Hello

Keisha: What's up? Who dis?

Tokyo: I'm sayin', b*tch you know who this is, you was talkin' all that sh*t on Instagram

Keisha: Ohh, this that scary ass hoe, Tokyo

Tokyo: Bi- Scary!? b*tch, I ain't neva been scary

Keisha: Okay, well keep that same energy when I drop the moherf*ckin' location

Tokyo: Alright, drop the location and when I pull up and bat the p*ss out you, b*tch, I'mma be wrong
Keisha: Yeah, yeah, yeah, don't be surprised when you pull up and yo' n*gga over here too. Okay, b*tch?

Tokyo: I ain't neva been shy of a surprise, b*tch, Christmas my favorite motherf*ckin' holiday

Keisha: Well, ho', ho', ho', b*tch

Tokyo: Bye, hoe!

Keisha: Bye, the f*ck!