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OKRA - Tyler, The Creator

Written by：Tyler/The Creator

And let it go ayo

I cut off some friends where they go

Did this sh*t in one take ayo

I stick to the plan that's the goal ayy we got that fire sh*t n**ga

F**k these n**gas man run it

Check my bankroll ayo 400K for vehicle

Paintjob look like ashy ankles on Django interior look mango

Shotgun grape he look like mayo

Golden voice on payroll neck all gold like Kayo Corp

We aim at dorks get out the way yo

Keep them bucks in banks like Yayo

Swampy n**gas out the bayou pockets flooded y'all be dilute

Watered down I'm Big Mac

I'm quarter pound you chicken nugget

F**k it travel bag Balenciaga 30000 just for luggage

Financial advisor buggin' Flower Boy is buzzin'

Grammy-nominated tell yo cousin ain't nobody f**kin' with him

Man now they go

I cut off some friends where they go

I stick to the plan that's the goal

F**k these n**gas man that's for sure say

Uno the shoe red with the blue

Look like a flag what the f**k it do

Golf be the set no more OF

Like Ron Artest b**ch we aim for your neck

Give a f**k about you or your respect yeah that way

F**k your accolades but I made the cut like I pack a blade

You could call me brush I've been makin' waves

Since Ashley Banks' cousin had a fade but that's '92 I'm '91

Watts Riot in my blood n**ga what's up

And that p**sy pink like the drink in my cup

Lemonade yeah it's Minute Maid I been gettin' paid

Pockets gainin' weight

Your bank statements on Mary Kate but that's up to you

Man now they go

I ain't f**kin' with none of these n**gas man

I cut off some friends where they go

Yeah give these n**gas information n**ga

I stick to the plan that's the goal

Now we never f**kin' stop

F**k these ayo n**gas man that's for sure ayo

Tell Tim Chalamet to come get at me

Skin glowin' clear of acne

Diamonds see-through so holographic

Red Ones look like Aidan Mackey spent dinero like Taxi Driver

Handmade is that thing with tires but I rode the bike

And Vill tail behind me

And he got the Cannon like he bagged Mariah

Yeah we straight but if you wrinkle up the situation

He will go grab the iron and he do what I says like Simon no violence

And my b**ch mixed like jambalaya

Man f**k with the fam we in Japan

B**ch you're a bum see you don't understand

Yeah I cut off some friends T where you been

B**ch I'm in Bel-Air been lookin' for land

Need a spot in the hills not the beach need a pool

Just to cool it I do need the grass not the sand

Got enough rocks see check my hand

And I got crack watch how I talk

And it's still Wolf Gang b**ch watch how I bark

Wallace still trippin' on sh*t that I bought

But I really do not care the cost 'cause okra

Man now they go

I cut off some friends