Lyrical Breakdown of Okay - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Okay" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how YoungBoy Never Broke Again weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Okay" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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They got the Beats
I bet my last track probably gave you lockjaw (Lilkdubb)
Don't want shit, bitch ass nigga
Look
I pulled up with my diamonds on TG if you need a lesson
You should head home, baby girl, if you're stressin'
I'm smokin' on that strong, you could miss me with that mess, bitch
She won't leave me 'lone, turn my phone off, ain't no textin'
She said she got the drop, okay, uh, okay
We had pulled up with the mopstick, pussy nigga, said, "Obey"
Shawty ridin' 'round with that fire, okay, okay
Think it's time to leave you 'lone
Bust his head with that chrome, yeah
Okay, what you on, nigga?
I just popped a flat and I been rollin' since this mornin', nigga
Pistol, thirty strap is on my lap, I put it on a nigga
Play and you gon' die, and believe me, boy, you're not the only nigga
Boy, you should've known this, nigga
Pull up with them cutters to standoff, yeah (pussy, baow), yeah
Aimin' at your mama, or your sister, daddy head, yeah
Leave that boy for dead, let the coroners pick him up, yeah
Right now I won't move 'cause these pills got me stuck (Baow, baow)
What the fuck? Tell these hoes I say good luck
My youngins robbin' like it's snow, but not Tha Bluff (yeah, baow)
Pop your noggin if you're actin' like you're tough
I got money and I feel it ain't enough
What it is? We got sticks off in this truck
It's strictly smoke, I let it off, these bitch ass niggas blow a puff
Fuck that hoe, tear off the door, it ain't no sense to even duck
This pussy nigga tried to run, I hit the corner, then I bust
She said she got the drop, okay, uh, okay
We had pulled up with the mopstick, pussy nigga, said, "Obey"
Shawty ridin' 'round with that fire, okay, okay
Think it's time to leave you 'lone
Bust his head with that chrome, yeah
That murder shit, I seen it, yeah, chop out and I'm beamin'
I got all these bitches screamin', it's dirty, I'ma clean it
I'ma spray it with that mop, I'm like, "Bitch, give me a reason"
I got thirty in this Glock, I'ma hit and clear the scene and now
I just spent a half a million, I ain't trippin' 'cause I got it
I just gave Big Meech a fifty and I say I bust the body
I'm so loaded, play, I pop it, I got narcotics in my body
Ride with that Draco in my
Rolls-Royce, once you start it, you can't stop it
I pulled up with my diamonds on TG if you need a lesson
You should head home, baby girl, if you're stressin'
I'm smokin' on that strong, you could miss me with that mess, bitch
She won't leave me 'lone, turn my phone off, ain't no textin'
She said she got the drop, okay, uh, okay
We had pulled up with the mopstick, pussy nigga, said, "Obey"
Shawty ridin' 'round with that fire, okay, okay
Think it's time to leave you 'lone
Bust his head with that chrome, yeah
Free DDawg, nigga, yea
Northside 38 (We shoot 'em, baow, baow)
4KTrey, ain't nobody safe, we put guns to the face
Bitch ass nigga, who gon' die today? It's on (Yeah)
I been on some shit like this (The drop, okay, okay)
I aim at you and I step with that stick on me, you hear me? (We had pulled up with the mopstick)
(Pussy nigga, said, "Obey")
If you get the ups on me, bitch ass nigga
You still ain't win, you heard me?
'Cause you gon' have to step on me
Before you take anything, believe that