Oh My! - Indy

Yeah, we alright, alright, alright

Yeah, we alright, alright, alright

We alright, alright, alright

We alright, we all, we alright

Okay, oh my God we alright

Just got off of this flight (that flight)

You want the squad to come roll through, that’s 5k for the night

Okay, daddy captured them shots

Got the club on lock

We just here for some cold drinks like Khaled in here with Ciroc

Okay, pour me up with some Jame-

Gingerale for that flavor

Maybe I might smoke a bit but I ain’t gonna touch that Jae-yo

Hopin' that my mama don’t hear this

She ain’t gon' like these lyrics

Hopin' that she don’t kick me out 'cause damn that couch my dearest

Hold up

Yeah, we alright, alright, alright

Yeah, we alright, alright, alright

Yeah, we alright, alright, alright

We alright, we all, we alright

Okay, it’s nothin' to me, been here before

Made enough to go cop a whip

And honestly if I wanted to I’d cop a house like papa did

Matty need that good camp, Greta need that cash

And all the homies need some way to get their dumb ass on track

Mama want that president with that gold bezel, alright

Well maybe I’ll just play a show and get that shit in one night

And maybe I’ll cop that range that my uncle got on his own

It’s probably gonna take 10 years if I try to get that loan

And truthfully I’m not there yet

Prolly gonna take some time

Like Charlie told me on some real shit, man, all it take it is one line

Yeah, all it take is one rhyme

But goddamn it’s a climb

And one day you’re gonna look back and say, «Goddamn you alright»

Alright, alright

Yeah, we alright, alright, alright

Yeah, we alright, alright, alright

Yeah, we alright, alright, alright

We alright, we all, we alright