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Okay!
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Okay! was released on January 1, 2023 by Lil Kliff as a part of the album F**k Kliff!
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Release DateJanuary 1, 2023
LabelLil Kliff
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Kliff
Lil Kliff
Musician
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lil Kliff
Lil Kliff
Lyrics
Clifton Dawkins Jr
Clifton Dawkins Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil Kliff
Lil Kliff
Producer

Lyrics

(Lord I know)
(I don't deserve your grace)
(But you did it)
Them **** talking 'bout lil kliff like I give a fuck
Was giving shit out just to give but I ain't get enough
I'm zooted yuh
Call them shooters up to shoot your shooters up
We suited up, for every one of y'all, its fucking 2 of us
Aye, Aye, Okay
Glock on me that bitch hold 23
We a different breed, don't no enemy put fear in me
Clutching on my heat
Chopstick on me like I'm vietnamese
Glock do what it please, no control, can't keep it in my jeans
(Fa, Fa)
Shooting shots and I'm not talking 3s
You starting shit with me but kliffy in your headphones on repeat
Said you done for real, but I know you ain't over me
Smoking weed, love my mary jane, she watching over me
Them **** talking 'bout lil kliff like I give a fuck
Was giving shit out just to give but I ain't get enough
I'm zooted yuh
Call them shooters up to shoot your shooters up
We suited up, for every one of y'all, its fucking 2 of us
Aye, Aye backwood to the face
Then I pour up in the minute made
Take away the pain
When I started smoking mary jane things ain't been the same
Since I had broke up with wassaname life ain't been the same
Feelings hurting but I'm flexing oh
Smith and wesson I tote
On a island eating tacos with some mexican hoes
One day god gon' bless me with my blessing I know
And call me when you miss me, don't be texting my phone
Gang, Gang this **** lame, how do you know my name
Pardon me, hardest in the burg, the hardest in the game
Solo dolo, no affiliation, I don't need a gang
Why should I keep rapping, fifteen thousand reasons on my chain
Aye, smoking gas I'm on my ass I cannot feel my brain
High as fuck, head up in the clouds it's like I'm hearing planes
No complaints, smoke away the pain and then I'll be okay
Dropped out 11th grade but I'm okay, watch me count up my bank (gang)
Them **** talking 'bout lil kliff like I give a fuck
Was giving shit out just to give but I ain't get enough
I'm zooted yuh
Call them shooters up to shoot your shooters up
We suited up, for every one of y'all, its fucking 2 of us
Written by: Clifton Dawkins Jr, Lil Kliff
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