[Intro]

Yoko, Yoko, Yoko, Yoko

Yoko, Yoko, Yoko, Yoko

Yoko, Yoko, Yoko, Yoko

Yoko, Yoko, Yoko, Yoko

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]

Shades on (Shades on), Polo white tee (Polo white tee)

Me leavin' here alone? That's unlikely ('ly)

Not a stoner bitch (Bitch), but she like me

Tryna get that final cut like Spike Lee

I check them hoes, direct them hoes, take 'em home

And let them hoes go live out their fantasies

They poppin' pills, I'm rollin' weed (R-R-Rollin' weed)

Even got a couple bad bitches overseas (Overseas)

Out the back 'cause ain't no tags when I'm shoppin'

And my bag filled with options so don't ask what it cost

I'm in a Maserati coupe goin' so fast that I lost 'em

And my bitch got so much swag that these bad bitches on us

Ah, k-killin' y'all, blaow, dag get a coffin, uh

[Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.]

I call her Yoko Ono (Ono), Ono (Ono), Ono (Ono)

Only ride solo (Solo), solo (Solo), solo (Solo)

Mission for the dolo (Dolo), dolo (Dolo), dolo (Dolo)

One look in her eyes (Eyes), she'll eat you alive ('Live)

She a man-eater (Eater), ski mad diva (Diva)

She might up and leave you 'cause you can never leave her

You ain't never have her so you can never keep her

Trippin' on the next man, he can't have her either

I call her Yoko Ono

[Verse 2: Berner]

Bust a couple bands (Couple bands)

Blow a hunnid fast (A hunnid cash)

I just made a hunnid off a 50 pack

Where them bad Asian bitches holdin' down my city at? (H-H-Huh?)

Where them girls from the A with that pretty face?

Round thing, yeah, I'm on that loud thang

Pop another bottle, shootin' corks at the crowd, dang

Yeah, I'm a stunna, but nah, I ain't Baby though

Young dude w-w-with the lazy flow, w-w-watch all these ladies go

Crazy when I pull up right beside 'em

I do a buck 30, yeah, I'm just send 'em flyin'

I smell like dirty money, plus this cookie that I'm lightin'

Big bucket's full of ice with bottles on fire inside 'em, uh

[Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.]

I call her Yoko Ono (Ono), Ono (Ono), Ono (Ono)

Only ride solo (Solo), solo (Solo), solo (Solo)

Mission for the dolo (Dolo), dolo (Dolo), dolo (Dolo)

One look in her eyes (Eyes), she'll eat you alive ('Live)

She a man-eater (Eater), ski mad diva (Diva)

She might up and leave you 'cause you can never leave her

You ain't never have her so you can never keep her

Trippin' on the next man, he can't have her either

I call her Yoko Ono

[Verse 3: Big K.R.I.T.]

Yea, she like that, cause she up and write back

When you send her messages talkin’ bout a nightcap

She tell you she like rap

You tell her you might rap

She pretend your shit jammin’, really you quite wack

She just want a nice bag, wrist game, ice pack

Prada clutch, price tag

What you spend? twice that

Put her in the game cause you hoping she’ll hype that

So you can go along, O-D, catch a spike that

You can never wife that

Never ever pipe that

Good enough to make her settle down

She ain't like that

Punch a nigga in the mouth, dare a nigga fight back

Roll a nigga weed up and ask him where the light at

[Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.]

I call her Yoko Ono (Ono), Ono (Ono), Ono (Ono)

Only ride solo (Solo), solo (Solo), solo (Solo)

Mission for the dolo (Dolo), dolo (Dolo), dolo (Dolo)

One look in her eyes (Eyes), she'll eat you alive ('Live)

She a man-eater (Eater), ski mad diva (Diva)

She might up and leave you 'cause you can never leave her

You ain't never have her so you can never keep her

Trippin' on the next man, he can't have her either

I call her Yoko Ono