Intro



Hey what's up Adam. It's Lando. I'm just calling cuz I wanna know, where the fuck the albums at. I've been listening to Document, too damn much. And I just wanna know, when you'll fucking have some new shit. Alright text me



Hook



Okay, okay

Okay, okay

Okay, okay

Yea okay, yea okay



Came through, showin love

Hit the stage, taking dubs

From the jump, yea hopefully

Overseas, deuces up



Verse 1



News flash I'm still the shit, name a nigga who real as this

The realist out I reel em in, they ain't know it I fill em in

And they feeling it got they hands high as the ceiling is

Look my empire I'm building it, set it on fire I'm killing it

Tell em RIP

Where you gonna find another nigga like me?

All these niggas fraud got fake ID's

That's why I be insured like AIG in the VIP with a PYT

See what I mean? Like yall niggas deaf

Kill one beat then it's on to the next

Shoot one 3 called foul from the ref

But my team goes hard in the paint man and yall on the bench

But fuck yall, you can't sit with us

Not a Mean Girl or a bad bitch she just mischievous

Winning on tracks need a Piston Cup

So don't get it twisted don't mix it up

If they talking greats then they mention us

But that talk is cheap so I don't trip too much

Clique so deep they gotta walk around us

Haters know it man they talk about us

Man its like I been chosen stay in the game never folding

Man I'm so focused

Finally found myself something that I could go put my whole heart and my soul in

It ain't nothing but showbiz

Now my career getting chauffeured

Got me feeling so golden

To live in that city of roses



Hook



Yea

Okay, okay

Hold it down and they know wassup

They say "okay" when I'm in the cut

And they see me shine when I'm rolling up

Came through, showin love

Hit the stage, taking dubs

From the jump, yea hopefully

Overseas, deuces up

Okay, okay

Okay, okay

Okay, okay

Yea, okay, yea okay



Came through, showin love

Hit the stage, taking dubs

From the jump, yea hopefully

Overseas, deuces up



Verse 2



Yeaaa I'm back like a nigga never left

Running on this beat never running outta breath

Stay on campaign like I'm running for the Pres

Yea you running with boys I be running with the best

Yes you know I come from that West and I wear it all on my vest

Ain't too many real niggas left so you know I keep em in check

Yea

Getting paper that's my intention

So the pitch is perfect no Anna Kendrick

Man lets be honest, everybody else just a step behind us

Damn indie why you flexin on em?

I don't know man I'm just doing me, can't tell us nothing

I'm bulletproof, I'm so hands on and y'all hands off so you can't touch us

That's low labor need more paper got no patience for the low maintenance

Doing no favors, we top dog and got no neighbors so I'm so thankful

Need the whole thang if that's cool with with em, ex girls still cool with em

Fuck boys I don't fool with em even though I went to high school with em nigga

Feelin like a champ looking like a king, who in they right mind would challenge the kid?

Album be dropping so soon I just tell em go put Indie Thot on yo calendars kids

We bout it for real, cases like Allie McBeal, putting some grease on the wheel

Without having a deal, tell me though me how does it feel?



Hook



Okay, okay

Okay, okay

Okay, okay

Yea okay, yea okay



Came through, showin love

Hit the stage, taking dubs

From the jump, yea hopefully

Overseas, deuces up



Outro



[Indie Thot]

Say it one more time



[Bentley James]

OKAY!