[Letra de "Okay"]
[Intro]
Hey, shout out Damso
Merci
Skr
[Hook]
(These bitches wanna hate on me
I came from the bottom, I build my empire
And these bitches wanna take my shit
But it's all okay, okay, okay
But is all okay, okay, okay
But is all okay)
These bitches wanna hate on me
I came from the bottom I build my empire
And this bitches wanna take my shit
But it's all okay, okay, okay
But it's all okay, okay, okay
But it's all okay
[Verse 1]
Dile a tu piba que se pase el bong
El trap en España e' una abominación
Tuvo que llegar el blanquito de fuera
A prenderlo en la hoguera pa' partirlo en dos
Soy mejor que ellos, tal vez es por eso que quieran tirarme
Yo no peleo manito, yo tengo al moreno ready pal' desmadre
He visto que flipábais con mi Photoshop a los quince
Y ahora a los veinte mis vídeos son pelis mejor que de Spielberg
Dime tú qué estabas haciendo por esas edades manito
Estabais todos en el cole, ninguno en el punto e' perico
Hold on think about it, never said that I move coca
I said that my homie get bricks in the kitchen, he used to bake soda
Now many haters are talking they wanna see me go broke up
I ain't worry bout nothin' I'm selling my weed and I'm sellin' a lotta
Young designer making clothes, sipping codeine in my double Cup
We making the music, we making conexion, your music under attack
I'm making a three on three, it's trap brand rap
That's why you can't stop me my homie, my empire is going up
[Intro]
Hey, shout out Damso
Merci
Skr
[Hook]
(These bitches wanna hate on me
I came from the bottom, I build my empire
And these bitches wanna take my shit
But it's all okay, okay, okay
But is all okay, okay, okay
But is all okay)
These bitches wanna hate on me
I came from the bottom I build my empire
And this bitches wanna take my shit
But it's all okay, okay, okay
But it's all okay, okay, okay
But it's all okay
[Verse 1]
Dile a tu piba que se pase el bong
El trap en España e' una abominación
Tuvo que llegar el blanquito de fuera
A prenderlo en la hoguera pa' partirlo en dos
Soy mejor que ellos, tal vez es por eso que quieran tirarme
Yo no peleo manito, yo tengo al moreno ready pal' desmadre
He visto que flipábais con mi Photoshop a los quince
Y ahora a los veinte mis vídeos son pelis mejor que de Spielberg
Dime tú qué estabas haciendo por esas edades manito
Estabais todos en el cole, ninguno en el punto e' perico
Hold on think about it, never said that I move coca
I said that my homie get bricks in the kitchen, he used to bake soda
Now many haters are talking they wanna see me go broke up
I ain't worry bout nothin' I'm selling my weed and I'm sellin' a lotta
Young designer making clothes, sipping codeine in my double Cup
We making the music, we making conexion, your music under attack
I'm making a three on three, it's trap brand rap
That's why you can't stop me my homie, my empire is going up
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