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clifr & tintin (ind) - ok! lyrics

[intro]
oh, my god, clifr

[chorus]
southside area, sh+t get scarier, over here, we don’t play
okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
better get your act up, or we call backup, and then put you in your place
okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
ha+ha+ha+ha+ha+ha, pull chillum just like baba
okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
i’m with my machas, and we make a ruckus, so you motherf+ckers shouldn’t misbehave
okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay

[verse 1]
packs come in and packs go out, that’s business
trap+house look like crime scene, or a bad clinic, no prescription
if you’re on the hitlist, then the gang won’t show forgiveness
don’t try and snitch, b+tch, we’ll pull up on you like it was fitness
run it up run it up, i blow a bag with the gang and we f+ck it up, huh
i got the stamina, lived in the hood, ran from cops who are troublesome, huh
word on the streets and the words on my beats are the same, i’m a hustler
she wanna suck it up, baby, maybe in a while, ’cause right now, i’m not drunk enough
took way too much at the rave, geez
at this point, all the drugs ate me
vision is grainy, my memory hazy
so please, do not talk when i am wavy
when you say my name, you better talk right, uh
if it’s business then i’m not nice, uh
smokin’ while i drink got my mind fried, uh
all of y’all p+ssies in a dog fight, ayy
[chorus]
southside area, sh+t get scarier, over here, we don’t play
okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
better get your act up, or we call backup, and then put you in your place
okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
ha+ha+ha+ha+ha+ha, pull chillum just like baba
okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
i’m with my machas, and we make a ruckus, so you motherf+ckers shouldn’t misbehave
okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay

[refrain]
okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
okay, okay, okay, okay
okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay

[verse 2]
yo, the plug connect like socket, uh
pick up the packs then i drop it, uh
bags steady flippin’, that’s profit, bruh
these boys are trippin’, no hoffman, uh
i don’t proclaim peace but this ain’t beef
’cause that implies we’re in the same league
i’m still the same g, the real you is still whacker than fake me
huh, i’m in the cut, if i send shots, then like daffy, they duck
badly, they cuss
opps rather sing like adele to the cops, so i sit in a cell while they have me in cuffs
big cat, y’all looking mouse+sized
that’s about right
came a long way from the trap+house, sh+t
you wanna know where we at now, b+tch?
[interlude]
hol’ on, hol’ on, hol’ on, hol’ on, hol’ on
h+llo?
where you at?
where we at? oh, you wanna know where i’m at?
we outside

- clifr tintin ind lyrics

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