[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 n***a in the mouth, dare a n***a fight back
Roll a n***a 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