Released: November 13, 2016
Featuring: T-Wayne
Songwriter: Yung Lan Trippie Redd T-Wayne
Producer: Yung Lan
[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Ayy
Yung Lan on the track
Lil 14, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
It's okay, my gang okay
Making money baby, yeah it's okay
I count my racks, it is okay
Told my mama, baby yeah we gon' be okay
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Hold up, it's okay, okay
I'm getting money with my fucking gang, it's okay, okay
Countin' racks with T-fuckin'-Wayne, it's okay, okay
It's oh, okay, okay
It's oh, okay, okay
Dreams of that brand new foreign, ayy
I want a new Ferrari and I want a Porsche
Dreams of that yellow badge with that black horse
Y'all don't know the half, I'm ballin' and I still ball full court
Pulling up in a Phantom, pulling up in a spaceship
Pulling up to the mansion, yeah the crib look like Atlantis
Chasing the check, I know cardio
Your girl be welling like a water bro
Ever since a nigga started doing money know I'm never ever goin' broke
Yeah yeah, it's still the same gang
I ain't never changed, 14 hundred been the gang, yeah
Ayy, with this fame it bring pain
Still getting money, diamonds dancing in the rain, woah
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
It's okay, my gang okay
Making money baby, yeah it's okay
I count my racks, it is okay
Told my mama, baby yeah we gon' be okay
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
[Verse 2: T-Wayne]
Young nigga came straight up out the slums
Young jugg god, I got what you want
I finessed your bitch 'cause I got what you want
In a foreign whip, the chopper's in the front
Jugg in Atlanta, be flexin'
I got your bitch, she naked
I got your bitch and we sexin'
I ain't gon' get the bitch pregnant
But you gon' hate the way I left her
I got all foreign bitches, I put on for a minute
Ran it up like I'm Emmitt, I just dropped a bag in Lennox
So fuck it I'm gettin' it
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
It's okay, my gang okay
Making money baby, yeah it's okay
I count my racks, it is okay
Told my mama, baby yeah we gon' be okay
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Ayy
Yung Lan on the track
Lil 14, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
It's okay, my gang okay
Making money baby, yeah it's okay
I count my racks, it is okay
Told my mama, baby yeah we gon' be okay
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Hold up, it's okay, okay
I'm getting money with my fucking gang, it's okay, okay
Countin' racks with T-fuckin'-Wayne, it's okay, okay
It's oh, okay, okay
It's oh, okay, okay
Dreams of that brand new foreign, ayy
I want a new Ferrari and I want a Porsche
Dreams of that yellow badge with that black horse
Y'all don't know the half, I'm ballin' and I still ball full court
Pulling up in a Phantom, pulling up in a spaceship
Pulling up to the mansion, yeah the crib look like Atlantis
Chasing the check, I know cardio
Your girl be welling like a water bro
Ever since a nigga started doing money know I'm never ever goin' broke
Yeah yeah, it's still the same gang
I ain't never changed, 14 hundred been the gang, yeah
Ayy, with this fame it bring pain
Still getting money, diamonds dancing in the rain, woah
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
It's okay, my gang okay
Making money baby, yeah it's okay
I count my racks, it is okay
Told my mama, baby yeah we gon' be okay
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
[Verse 2: T-Wayne]
Young nigga came straight up out the slums
Young jugg god, I got what you want
I finessed your bitch 'cause I got what you want
In a foreign whip, the chopper's in the front
Jugg in Atlanta, be flexin'
I got your bitch, she naked
I got your bitch and we sexin'
I ain't gon' get the bitch pregnant
But you gon' hate the way I left her
I got all foreign bitches, I put on for a minute
Ran it up like I'm Emmitt, I just dropped a bag in Lennox
So fuck it I'm gettin' it
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
It's okay, my gang okay
Making money baby, yeah it's okay
I count my racks, it is okay
Told my mama, baby yeah we gon' be okay
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh