Ok Alright (行，好吧) (Explicit) - Travis Scott/Schoolboy Q Written by：Kacy Hill/SZA/ScHoolboy Ya you know we gon' be aight
Leaders of the new school
They ain't want to let us in but they had to
Trav tell 'em what it is
Zonaman in the building
OK OK OK
Already know it's gon' be alright
Way we going up we might be all night OK OK
Now we gon' blow like the wind
Should have never let us niggas in OK OK OK OK Should have never let us niggas in Should have never should have never let us niggas in
Should have never let us niggas in Should have never let us niggas in
Should have never let us niggas in Should have never let us niggas in OK OK OK Let's get this sh*t lit poured right Need my drugs alright Call my b**ch up she gon' suck this dick four ways
Four ways now it's time to pay Need my money now not tomorrow need that sh*t today OK OK OK Now it's bombs away B**ches kissing b**ches while my niggas serve them candy canes
OK OK bouncing on la flame put you up on game Teach you mix a little how to dab a little Them b**ches scared them b**ches scare ooh yea
OK OK OK
Already know it's gon' be alright Way we going up we might be all night OK OK
Now we gon' blow like the wind
Should have never let us niggas in OK OK OK OK Should have never let us niggas in Should have never should have never let us niggas in Should have never let us niggas in Should have never let us niggas in
Should have never let us niggas in Should have never let us niggas in OK OK
Bottom b**ch say ho
Know you on top when the top get floored
Crib where the cop won't go
Rollie on bling bling neck on ice Tell a b**ch get right make a ni**a miss that flight Can a ni**a hit that twice Should have never let us niggas in
Got my first M 2012
Now a hundred K in the mail Free another homie on bail Money low her p**sy gon' sell Tryna tell me money ain't sh*t When you tried to tell me water won't whip When you tried to say this quarter won't flip Since snoop who the other rich crip How groovy get the Pringle man chip Walk on with a twenty yard clip Walk on while a real ni**a limp Black ni**a green grass no golf So on turn the satellite off from the set Feel like I died on that cross hang on
OK OK OK
Already know it's gon' be alright Way we going up we might be all night OK OK
Now we gon' blow like the wind
Should have never let us niggas in OK OK OK
Should have never let us niggas in Should have never should have never let us niggas in
Should have never let us niggas in Should have never let us niggas in Should have never let us niggas in Should have never let us niggas in OK OK
Alright alright alright
Balling down the corner
Alright alright alright alright
Take the long way home
Alright alright alright
Alright alright
Alright alright alright alright
Jacques was born April 30 aye
Doctor said he won't be home in thirty days He gon' be alright alright alright alright
Momma said her son gon' be a gift
Momma said her son gon' be the sh*t He gon' be alright alright alright alright
Momma coming home with different niggas
Daddy out there hanging with the killers Will it be alright alright alright alright
Feel like I'mma need me a sip
Feel like I'mma need me a b**ch Make me feel alright alright alright alright
There's blood on your face
Salt on your skin
Your battle is done for now
Alright alright alright
Now I wanna wanna blow these trees alright
Hit another lick and we gon' be alright
Alright alright alright alright
Now we got this breeze we gon' be alright
Hundred all we need we gon' be alright
Alright
Alright alright
Completely available to you
Scrape a little off the top
Come meet your puddin' pop
All night
คำถามที่พบบ่อย
ท่อนฮุก ของเพลง Ok Alright คืออะไร ?
Should have never let us niggas in Should have never let us niggas in Should have never let us niggas in Should have never let us niggas in OK OK
