(Ok is the hardest, I swear to God) (We gon' be okay) Match up, match up, match up, match up Hold up, hold up, let me start it, yeah, bad bitch, match up Yeah, nah, get 'em back up Yeah, nah, get 'em back up Yeah, Gucci hat, the dad one Bitch, yeah, that's a match up How I did it to 'em? Yeah, let's go, I go, like, I need those Yeah, the whole world is free She got all these niggas, but she wanna come fuck on me, yeah Deleted all the apps 'cause I don't want it I don't give a fuck if that ho horny I don't give a fuck if that ho want it She say I keep playin', I'm not even playin' (ok is the hardest, I swear to God) Girl, I know what you know, I ain't even mad (we gon' be okay) Girl of my dreams don't show, I ain't even sad High as hell, I don't know if I wanna land Told my mama that I'm fucked up, chasin' bands Rick Owens jean jacket, stuffed it with a hundred bands Yeah, yeah, ye-yeah, yeah, I'll admit it, man Yeah, yeah, ye-yeah, yeah, I'll admit it, man Match up, match up, match up, match up Hold up, hold up, let me start it, yeah, bad bitch, match up Yeah, nah, get 'em back up Yeah, nah, get 'em back up Yeah, Gucci hat, the dad one Bitch, yeah, that's a match up Yeah, let's go, I go, like, I need those Yeah, the whole world is free (We gon' be okay)