Ok Den lyrics

[Chorus]
Fat racks like Pumba
I'm just tryna slide through (Haha)
Big K with a ruler
Broke n*gga rock Puma
Suit and tie just to shoot ya (Haha)
Bool pack, no boofah
Lame n*ggas always assuming (che on the beat)
Bullets just for ya medulla
In a Scat 'Cat, I'm movin'
And your b*tch say my voice soothing
Someone tryna walk, cool then
All my n*ggas really boolin', all my n*ggas really doin' sh*t
Too turnt sippin' deuces, too burnt, bro, you too lame
Benz truck, I'm in two lanes
If it's beef, then let's get to it
Money, n*gga runnin' through it
Dumb racks, sh*t stupid
Cutthroat, sh*t ruthless
b*tches tell me, "I want two kids"
I just tell her, "I want to hit"
I'm just tryna see you cruise sh*t

[Verse]
I'm just tryna see you— (I'm just tryna see you)
Yeah, I'm just tryna see her eyes roll back
b*tch just wanna f*ck me, I know that
Break her back, she need a chiroprac'
Pop a Xanax, now I'm so sad
KEL-TEC finna catch a toe-tag
Face f*ck her, then I give her throat back
Spin that n*gga block in his cul-de-sac (Ooh)
But a n*gga hot, but you knowin' that
I be sippin' drop, gettin' so fat
It's a code red, it's a code red
I don't got a leaf, where the cone at?
I don't gotta leave, where your home at?
No apology, where your dome at?
Steppin' on sh*t like a doormat
I got three phones, don't know where my phone at
b*tch up, yeah, her butt so fat (Three phones, three phones, yeah)
I got kickback, now I'm feelin' so sad (Three phones, three phones, yeah)
b*tch want a Perc', where her nose at? (Three phones, three phones, yeah)
Yeah, it finna hurt if no one know that (Three phones)
Bullets hit him up, where his ho at?
And we send 'em up, 'cause you hit your ho
All my b*tches gotta get my name tatted
Everybody know that I'm a Perc' addict
[Chorus]
Fat racks like Pumba
I'm just tryna slide through, big K with a ruler
Broke n*gga rock Puma
Suit and tie just to shoot ya
Bool pack, no boofah
Lame n*ggas always assuming
Bullets just for ya medulla
In a Scat 'Cat, I'm movin'
And your b*tch say my voice soothing
Someone tryna walk, cool then
All my n*ggas really boolin', all my n*ggas really doin' sh*t
Too turnt sippin' deuces, too burnt, bro, you too lame
Benz truck, I'm in two lanes
If it's beef, then let's get to it
Money, n*gga runnin' through it
Dumb racks, sh*t stupid
Cutthroat, sh*t ruthless
b*tches tell me they want two kids
I just tell her, "I want to hit"
I'm just tryna see you cruise sh*t

[Outro]
I'm just tryna see you cruise sh*t