OK Okay Wit Me lyrics

[Chorus: Woop]
Surrounded by b*tches who like other b*tches, that's OK OK with me
Surrounded by n*ggas who know that we killers, that's OK OK with me
She on the molly, she on the bean [?]
She wanna turn up with the team
'Cause [?] Woop, [?]
[?]
Something [?] wanna shoot
She popping bottles, balling with the crew
It's OK OK with me

[Verse 1: Woop]
[?] Woop
She [?] on these blues
[?] they gon' choose up
She must have popped [?]
Her pus*y way wetter than her's
I don't give a f*ck what her last n*gga thought, I f*ck that dirty b*tch right on the floor
I hit it with [?] like I'm [?]
Finessing and flexing on the low
Finger f*ck the 40 finger roll
Finger f*ck the 40 finger roll
I like them b*tches that's [?]
Two bad b*tches, I'm a just hit them both
'Cause from the back, they look identical
From the back, you
[?] you
Throw it back, oo
Me and Rich The Kid, we pass them around the room
That sh*t get me heated, everytime that I beat it
Her panties left in my room
Canadian [?] walking on the moon
[?]
Blowing pack [?]
I get so much head from these b*tches, I notice the back of her [?]
She say Woop, I'm too dope for these [?]
[?]
[?] playing with [?]
By the way, I'm still playing with her P
Got [?] round me
[Chorus: Woop]
Surrounded by b*tches who like other b*tches, that's OK OK with me
Surrounded by n*ggas who know that we killers, that's OK OK with me
She on the molly, she on the bean [?]
She wanna turn up with the team
'Cause [?] Woop, [?]
[?]
Something [?] wanna shoot
She popping bottles, balling with the crew
It's OK OK with me

[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
Rich!
Surrounded by b*tches that roll with the cash, they all loving me
You know that she f*cking the team
Chopper got infrared beam
[?] cup of the lean
Live in the trap, I'm walking on Mason Marjellas
[?] bag came in
Young n*gga was moving the bricks and the bands
Hop on a flight, I just got a plan
I'm sipping the lean [?] sprite
I'm hitting your sister, I pass her [?] night
I pray for my enomies
Pockets, they filled up with chetter chese
[?] hoes, look at my fingers, they froze
Why you kissing these b*tches? Why you trusting these b*tches?
They gon' suck the whole team for some red bottoms
Got a whole lotta ice on me, keep [?] your ass to the eye doctor
Rich n*gga
Trapping with Woop, my n*gga
[?] come with the K and it shoot
I made me a milli, got bands in the roof
She gon' pop a molly
Got too many b*tches, they roll in the lobby
I got them strippers like [?]
I [?]
[?]
[?]
She walk in the trap with no [?]
[?] b*tches got manners
Ich!
[Chorus: Woop]
Surrounded by b*tches who like other b*tches, that's OK OK with me
Surrounded by n*ggas who know that we killers, that's OK OK with me
She on the molly, she on the bean [?]
She wanna turn up with the team
'Cause [?] Woop, [?]
[?]
Something [?] wanna shoot
She popping bottles, balling with the crew
It's OK OK with me