[Intro]
Freestyle all my music, swear I don't ever write
This gelato got me gassed up, touchin' new heights
I'ma really send the goons to his crib, I ain't gon' fight
(We gon' be okay, told her be okay)
(We gon' be okay, aye, told her be—, aye)
(Told her we gon', what?)
(Told her, what?)

[Chorus]
Told her we gon' be okay, we gon' be alright
I've been on that gas, pourin' syrup in this Sprite
Baby we can only one night, I can't wife
Tell me please—
Told my n***as that I got it, gas we tryna light
Scoop yo' ho and take hеr to my crib, she get me right
Swеar I hate these groupie hoes, bitch she get me tight
I don't really fuck wit' hoes, money what I like

[Verse 1]
Slide up to a pussy n***a crib if he tight
I know I'm doin' sum' right if n***as always bite
I'ma really send the goons to his crib, I ain't gon' fight
Nah, I ain't got no time for that
Told him, he should cop more than a [?] bag
Gold-digging ass hoes, these bitches down bad
Rest in piss to that n***a, he went out bad
N***as really be some feds like that n***a Vlad, damn
[Chorus]
Told her we gon' be okay, we gon' be alright
I've been on that gas, pourin' syrup in this Sprite
Baby we can only one night, I can't wife
Tell me please—
Told my n***as that I got it, gas we tryna light
Scoop yo' ho and take her to my crib, she get me right
Swear I hate these groupie hoes, bitch she get me tight
I don't really fuck wit' hoes, money what I like

[Verse 2]
Freestyle all my music, I don't ever write
This gelato got me gassed up, touchin' new heights
I'ma really send the goons to his crib, I ain't gon' fight

[Outro]
(We gon' be okay, told her, pssh, pssh)
(We gon' be okay, aye, told her, wah)
(Told her we gon', what?)