Travis Scott Ft. ScHoolboy Q - Ok Alright (Lyrics)

Part 1: Ok

[Intro: Zonaman] Ya you know we gon’ be aight

Leaders of the new school

They ain’t want to let us in but they had to

Trav tell ‘em what it is

Zonaman in the building

[Hook: Travi$ Scott & Schoolboy Q] Ok, ok, ok

Already know it’s gonna be alright

Way we going up we might be all night

Ok, ok

Now we gon’ blow like the wind

Shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Ok, ok, ok

Shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Shouldn’t have, shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Sh-sh-shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Shouldn’t have, shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Ok, ok, ok

[Verse 1: Travi$ Scott] Let’s get this shit lit poured right

Need me drugs alright

Call my bitch up she gon’ suck this dick four ways

Four ways, now it’s time to pay

Need my money now not tomorrow need that shit today

Now it’s bombs away

Bitches kissing bitches while my niggas serve them candy canes

Ok ,ok, bouncing to La Flame put you up on game

Teach mix a little [?] Them bitches scared them bitches scared

[Hook: Travi$ Scott & Schoolboy Q] Ok, ok, ok

Already know it’s gonna be alright

Way we going up we might be all night

Ok, ok

Now we gon’ blow like the wind

Shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Ok, ok, ok

Shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Shouldn’t have, shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Sh-sh-shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Shouldn’t have, shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Ok, ok, ok

[Verse 2: Schoolboy Q & Travi$ Scott] Bottom bitch say ho!

Know you on top when the top get floored

Crib where the cop won’t go

Rollie on bling bling, neck on ice

Tell a bitch get right make a nigga miss that flight

Can a nigga hit that twice

Shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Got my first M 2012

Now a hundred k in the mail

Free another hommie on bail

Money low her pussy gon’ sell

Tryna tell me money ain’t shit

When you tried to tell me water won’t whip

When you tried to say the [?] won’t flip

Since Snoop who the other rich crip

How I grew to get the Pringle man chip

Walk on with a twenty inch clip

Walk on while a real nigga limp

Black nigga green grass no golf

So on turn the satellite off from the set

Feel like a dot on that cross hang on

[Hook: Travi$ Scott & Schoolboy Q] Ok, ok, ok

Already know it’s gonna be alright

Way we going up we might be all night

Ok, ok

Now we gon’ blow like the wind

Shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Ok, ok, ok

Shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Shouldn’t have, shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Sh-sh-shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Shouldn’t have, shouldn’t have never let us niggas in

Ok, ok, ok

Part 2: Alright

[Intro] Alright, alright, alright

Balling down the corner

Alright, alright, alright, alright

Take the long way home

Alright, alright, alright

Alright, alright

Alright, alright, alright, alright

[Verse 1] Jacques was born April 30 aye

Doctor said he wouldn’t be home in thirty days

He gon’ be alright, alright, alright, alright

Mamma said her son gon’ be a gift

Mamma said her son gon’ be the shit

He gon’ be alright, alright, alright, alright

Mamma coming home with different niggas

Daddy out there hanging with the killers

Really be alright, alright, alright, alright

Feel like I need me a sip

Feel like I’mma need me a bitch

Make me feel alright, alright, alright, alright

[Interlude: ??] There’s blood on your face

Salt on your skin

Your battle is done, for now

[Bridge] Alright, alright, alright

Now I wanna blow these trees alright

Hit another lick and we gon’ be alright

Alright, alright, alright, alright

Now we got this breeze we gon’ be alright

Hundred all we need we gon’ be alright

Alright

Alright, alright

[Outro: ??] Completely available to you

Scrap a little off the top

Come meet your [?] All night