That's Okay - Rahmeen, Ugly God

Whippin' round my city, I just need myself some space

People jealous, throwin' shade, but friendly to my face

I can’t stand it when

I can’t, I can’t stand it when

No, no

I can’t stand it when

I can’t, I can’t stand it when

Niggas be actin' like they really trappin'

I ball like I’m Maverick

My grandma be trappin'

I got bitches from Miami to Dallas

That nigga talked down and got fixed like a pallet

Ugly God AKA Booty Fanatic

Every lil' track that I drop is a classic

All this hate shit got me charged like a tablet

My wrist, it be whippin' more bricks than the palace

I’ll take yo bitch on a date

I’ll fuck yo bitch in her face

They slept on me.

Now they awake

I’m in the field like a rake

My diamonds, they drip like a lake

I sit back and thumb through this cake

Sleep on me that’s your mistake

Bitch, I make hits like I’m Drake

Like I’m Drizzy, I run through my city

City named Houston, like last name of Whitney

Rockin' this fresh fig got me feelin' minty

Stay out of trouble 'cause my face too pretty

Yeh!

Yeah!

Just met this shawty

She said that I’m fine and she wan' have my baby

I said, «Girl, you crazy»

Watchin' me surf

And Now you wanna join 'cause you see that I’m wavy

No, no, no

Whippin' round my city, I just need myself some space

People jealous, throwin' shade, but friendly to my face

That’s okay, that’s okay, I know what that mean

They know I’m ballin' on these bitches, just me and my team

And all my family do not play

All my family do not play

We been here to fuckin' stay

Ohh!

Ballin' on this bitches like I never had shit

I look inside my palm and see an atlas

And lately I’ve been really on some Mr. Krabs shit

I got the bands.

And I keep some underneath my mattress

Learned a lot about myself in the past few months

Forgot a lot about myself with the last few blunts

Then I’m comin' at them all the way

'Cause every time I do them favors

They just try to cross me over like they Hardaway

Had to learn this shit the harder way

Don’t doubt me.

Just trust me.

I’m serious

I don’t wanna hear your thoughts on me

If I told you I wasn’t curious (No!)

Whippin' round my city, I just need myself some space

People jealous, throwin' shade, but friendly to my face

That’s okay, that’s okay, I know what that mean

They know I’m ballin' on these bitches, just me and my team

And all my family do not play

All my family do not play

We been here to fuckin' stay

Ohh!