Travis Scott — Ok Alright

[Part 1: Ok] [Intro: Zona Man] Yeah, 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 Zona Man in the building [Chorus: Travis Scott & ScHoolboy Q] Okay, okay, okay Already know it's gon' be alright Way we going up we might be all night Okay, okay, ay Now we gon' blow like the wind Should've never let us niggas in Okay, okay, okay, okay Should've never let them niggas in Should've never, should've never let them niggas in Should've never let them niggas in Should've-should've-should've never let us niggas in Should've never let us niggas in Should've-should've-should've never let us niggas in Okay, okay, okay [Verse 1: Travis Scott & ScHoolboy Q] Let's get this shit lit poured right Need my 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 Okay, okay, okay, okay Now it's bombs away Bitches kissing bitches while my niggas serve 'em candy cane Okay, okay, bouncing on La Flame, put you up on game Teach you mix a little, how to dab a little Them bitches scared, them bitches scared, ah, yeah [Chorus: Travis Scott & ScHoolboy Q] Okay, okay, okay Already know it's gon' be alright Way we going up we might be all night Okay, okay Now we gon' blow like the wind Should've never let us niggas in Okay, okay, okay, okay Should've never let them niggas in Should've never, should've never let them niggas in Should've never let them niggas in Should've-should've-should've never let us niggas in Should've never let us niggas in Should've-should've-should've never let us niggas in Okay, okay [Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q & Travis 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-neck on ice Tell a bitch, "Get right," make a nigga miss that flight Can a nigga hit that twice Should have never let us niggas in Got my first M 2012 Now a hundred K in the mail Free another homie 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 this quarter won't flip Since Snoop who the other rich crip How Groovy get the Pringle man chip Walk on with a twenty-yard 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 I died on that cross, hang on [Chorus: Travis Scott & ScHoolboy Q] Okay, okay, okay Already know it's gon' be alright Way we going up we might be all night Okay, okay Now we gon' blow like the wind Should've never let us niggas in Okay, okay, okay Should've never let them niggas in Should've never, should've never let them niggas in Should've never let them niggas in Should've-should've-should've never let us niggas in Should've never let us niggas in Should've-should've-should've never let us niggas in Okay, okay [Part 2: Alright] [Bridge: Travis Scott] 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 3: Travis Scott] Jacques was born April 30, ayy Doctor said he won't be home in thirty days He gon' be alright, alright, alright, alright Mama said her son gon' be a gift Mama said her son gon' be the shit He gon' be alright, alright, alright, alright Mama coming home with different niggas Daddy out there hanging with the killers Will it be alright, alright, alright, alright? Feel like I'ma need me a sip Feel like I'ma need me a bitch Make me feel alright, alright, alright, alright [Outro: Travis Scott & SZA] There's blood on your face Uh, salt on your skin Your battle is done for now Alright, alright, alright Now I wanna, 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 Completely available to you Scrape a little off the top Come, make your pudding pop Alright all night