PnB Rock - Okay Fine lyrics

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PnB Rock - Okay Fine lyrics

[Intro: Jay Critch] Hey, hey [Chorus: Jay Critch & PnB Rock] Shawty think she mine, I don't know (I don't know) Tryna get high, okay fine, we gon' smoke (okay fine) I been really on my grind for the dope Tryna ice my wrist, look at the time, see the snow Hey, shawty think she mine, I don't know I don't cuff hoes, I already know she f**ed my bro, ayy Young n***a gettin' to the dough, got it for the low What you need? Just hit my trap phone, ayy Young n***a pull up in the Ghost I got bands on me, used to post up by the store, ayy (bands) She say that I flex, I do the most Pull up in a 'rari, windows down, smell like dope, hey Aww sh**, 12 comin', get low, yeah I can't let them take this bankroll, yeah Flowin' through the city with my bros, yeah Ridin' with them poles, 'bout to pull up on some hoes, yeah [Verse: Jay Critch & PnB Rock] Hey, big knots, blue cheese in a Balmain n***a we ain't playin' with that money, got it on me I just got some money, ran off with your shawty Used to ride the bus, now I pull up in a 'rari, hey Now I pull up in a 'rari Drove past my ex, yeah, that b**h was lookin' salty Know I had to flex, yeah, I ain't never sorry Thought I would be broke for forever, b**h, I'm ballin' Now I got a mansion, now my diamonds dancin' I'm pushin' the Wraith, 'member dreamin' 'bout a Phantom Peep the haters' faces, I know that they can't stand it Run up, try to take it, you know I got that hammer Ayy, hit it then replace it, lean up in the Fanta Shawty, you too basic, I can't be your man, no Diamonds they are racist, flashin' like a camera Do the dash, speed racing, pull up in a Lambo', hey [Chorus: Jay Critch & PnB Rock] Shawty think she mine, I don't know (I don't know) Tryna get high, okay fine, we gon' smoke (okay fine) I been really on my grind for the dope Tryna ice my wrist, look at the time, see the snow Hey, shawty think she mine, I don't know I don't cuff hoes, I already know she f**ed my bro, ayy Young n***a gettin' to the dough, got it for the low What you need? Just hit my trap phone, ayy Young n***a pull up in the Ghost I got bands on me, used to post up by the store, ayy (bands) She say that I flex, I do the most Pull up in a 'rari, windows down, smell like dope, hey Aww sh**, 12 comin', get low, yeah I can't let them take this bankroll, yeah Flowin' through the city with my bros, yeah Ridin' with them poles, 'bout to pull up on some hoes, yeah

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