Gunna - Ok Cool (Remix) lyrics

[Intro] (Wesh Rudynovski) [Verse 1: CEO Trayle] Ayy, you doin' all this extra sh*t, you stupid b*tch Ayy, I knew you way before this sh*t, you stupid b*tch Tried to show you, but you spinned me, you lil' stupid b*tch And now you see I'm lit, you're tryna do a dick [Verse 2: Gunna] Boss up on a ho, get rich like Ludacris NC4 been working smart, not harder, you lil' stupid b*tch You know I fu*ked your friend, you fu*ked my dawg, we both ain't new to this Don't know why you pressed cap like you stressing, I be cooling it You fu*king with a mob boss She couldn't prove she loyal so I left her on the sidewalk Made her sign an NDA, told Booka drop a dime off She done swallowed all my kids, ayy, drink it like they [?] Ain't thinking she gon' get paid but b*tch can't read my mind though You can't get thesе pesos b*tch, that was the last time, I can't play whеre you lay, ho Be with you for life, sh*t, I'd rather drank some Karo Plus I got a b*tch that's a nurse, I'm okay, ho [Verse 3: CEO Trayle] You don't care, I don't care, my feelings ain't hurt, b*tch b*tch, I got on white ones, Fendi on my shirt, b*tch I mash the gas too hard and watch that straight Jeep jerk, b*tch Hate it when I'm nice to one of these hoes, they on that jerk sh*t Yeah, b*tch, you cool, but you ain't better then a Perc, b*tch You ain't better than the plug droppin' off the work, b*tch [Refrain: CEO Trayle] b*tch, you ain't even better than a eight of Wock' Catch you with that ni**a, I might just up the pipe and spray the car b*tch, you supposed to be my b*tch, I cheated but you broke us up b*tch, you ain't leave when I was down, left when I was up That's 'bout the realest sh*t you did, but I don't give no fu*k b*tch, all that sh*t you made me give, but I can't give no more I don't give no fu*k, you still got feelings, I can't feel no more I don't even like lookin' at you, b*tch, I don't want no kids no more You broke my heart, you stank b*tch, I don't wanna kiss no more Say what you want about me, b*tch, I don't even care no more (fu*k that b*tch, stupid ass) [Chorus: CEO Trayle] b*tch, you hurt my feelings, uh I ain't even have no ways of dealing with it I'm talking to another ni**a, got both of our feelings mixed The other day I slipped and almost called you one of my other b*tches [Refrain: CEO Trayle] b*tch, you ain't even better than a eight of Wock' Catch you with that ni**a, I might just up the pipe and spray the car b*tch, you supposed to be my b*tch, I cheated but you broke us up b*tch, you ain't leave when I was down, left when I was up That's 'bout the realest sh*t you did, but I don't give no fu*k b*tch, all that sh*t you made me give, but I can't give no more I don't give no fu*k, you still got feelings, I can't feel no more I don't even like lookin' at you, b*tch, I don't want no kids no more You broke my heart, you stank b*tch, I don't wanna kiss no more Say what you want about me, b*tch, I don't even care no more (fu*k that b*tch, stupid ass) [Chorus: CEO Trayle] b*tch, you hurt my feelings, uh I ain't even have no ways of dealing with it Talking to another ni**a, got both of our feelings mixed The other day I slipped and almost called you one of my other b*tches [Outro] (Wesh Rudynovski)