Okay, copy! Lyrics – LUCKI
“Okay Copy” is an English language song by LUCKI, released on 16 October 2026. LUCKI is recognized as the singer, composer, and lyricist in this song, emphasizing his personal contribution to the vocal performance, musical composition, and lyrics of the track. Since LUCKI is responsible for all three aspects of the song, he demonstrates his personal artistic vision through this song and ensures that there is consistency in the creative approach to the track. The title “Okay Copy” could imply communication, acknowledgment, repetition or answering a message, but these are the speculations on the meaning of the title since no descriptions of the song’s lyrics are available. There is no album mentioned in the song information, which means that this song can be performed without being associated with any album. Thus, the creative identity of LUCKI as a performer, composer, and lyricist is central to the song.

Okay, copy! Song Info
| Song Information | Details |
|---|---|
| Song | Okay Copy |
| Singer | LUCKI |
| Composer | LUCKI |
| Lyrics | LUCKI |
| Album | — |
| Release | 16 Oct 2026 |
| Language | English |
Okay, copy! Song Lyrics
Alright, copy, say that (I’m not no lame, though! Shout out to Samsson)
I put my heart in all this s*it and all I got was payback
I fell in love with a city b!tch, she still can’t know where I stay at
I’m on tour where slay at, I spilled drank where your (??) back
Dumb rich junkie, I play that, she go wherever they pay at
Drügs, money, guns, still a lover boy
Love come and get, but it’s who you running with
Love’ll take the fun out s*it, love’ll split y’all up ’bout money, b!tches
N!ggas already done that s*it, if the s*it don’t pay, I don’t want that s*it
Dashboard got carbon fiber, almost look like (??) print
Did it on my own, so why would the fu*k I have to end s*it?
(??) feel like Dion Sanders, put 2X3 in the Fanta
I’m probably ’bout to leavе with the dancer, just getting somеthing to eat in Atlanta
Still SRT in Miami, she fu*k like we in the Bentley
Got pretty VVs for the camera, they dance ’cause they know I’m shy
She here ’cause she know I’m high, I said I was three weeks sober now
Sports mode go poltergeist, I put this b!tch in overdrive
I’m getting older now, so the richer I get, it focus out
It’s getting colder now, so the richer I get, I focus out
Drügs, money, guns, alright, copy, say that
Alright, copy, say that
I put my heart in all this s*it and all I got was payback
I fell in love with a city b!tch, she still can’t know where I stay at
I’m on tour where
[slay] (??) at, I spilled drank where your (??) at
Dumb rich junkie, I play that, she go wherever they pay at
Drügs, money, guns, still a lover boy
Love come and get, but it’s who you running with
Love’ll take the fun out s*it, love’ll split y’all up ’bout money, b!tches
Ayy, alright, copy, say that
I put my heart in all this s*it and all I got was payback
Alright, copy, say that
I fell in love with a city b!tch, she still can’t know where I stay at
I’m on tour where
[slay] (??) at, I spilled drank where your (??) at
Dumb rich junkie, I play that, alright, copy, say that
Alright, copy— alright, copy, say that
You know what’s going on, EFG
Neptune, Neptune back
Actually, I didn’t make it back yet, but this a report on how it’s going
I want everybody that, you know, say that
Yup, yup