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letra de s500 - oliver francis

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[chorus]
go ‘head, catch a vibe and roll some weed
kush all in my lap, it got me geekin’ (gas, gas, gas, gas, gas)
s500 with the peanut b-tter seats (skrr, skrr)
white air forces for my whole entire team, yuh (for the team, yeah)
pmw, that’s all i need (that’s p-ssy, money, weed)
let’s see your dollar signs, i don’t care ’bout the streams, no (yeah, let’s see it)
i ditched the labels now i’m ’bout to spread my wings, yuh
i cannot f-ck with you ’cause all your sh-t is weak, yuh (your sh-t so trash, b-tch)

[post-chorus]
you ain’t goin’ hard than me, got concrete in my veins (in my veins, in my veins)
turn up the stage, it got me tanglin’ up my chains, yuh (my sh-t been tangled up, ooh)
been on the low, i need an interviеw with zane (hit me up zane)
i bеnch your favorite rapper, take ’em out the game
now oli surfin’ on this beat some’ like a wave (splash, splash)
splashin’ out the water every day, yuh (splash, splash)
some’ like a model way i’m serving all these looks, yuh
my opps is dumb as f-ck, y’all need go read a book, yuh
[verse]
you find me overseas, rollin’ weed
y’all can’t rock the show like me (no, sir)
i touched down in london, jump out the plane in some burberry
gdp, that’s potpourri
know that chryse, he hold that heat
i got plenty model honeys ask if they can hold my meat
sneakers with the double c’s
just touched down in germany
i walk in the barclay’s, i’m ’bout to convert my currency
k!ll the p-ssy, k!ll the beat
yohji yamamoto jeans
eatin’ steak and lobster with a side of squash and zucchini
sippin’ all white zinfandel
could’ve been a chip ‘n’ dale
i just spent a quarter million, og rollin’, scrollin’ grailed
my team, we just cannot fail
pressin’ juice and sippin’ kale
haters talkin’, wastin’ breath but that’s just wind up in my sails
used to be a janitor, man, i was livin’ check to check
now i feel like prince, i put my b-tch in the lil’ red corvette
b-tch, i’m fresh up off the jet
sippin’ on a lil’ moet
go ‘head tell these p-ssies if they want it, best to come correct

[chorus]
go ‘head, catch a vibe and roll some weed
kush all in my lap, it got me geekin’ (gas, gas, gas, gas, gas)
s500 with the peanut b-tter seats (skrr, skrr)
white air forces for my whole entire team, yuh (for the team, yeah)
pmw, that’s all i need (that’s p-ssy, money, weed)
let’s see your dollar signs, i don’t care ’bout the streams, no (yeah, let’s see it)
i ditched the labels now i’m ’bout to spread my wings, yuh
i cannot f-ck with you ’cause all your sh-t is weak, yuh (your sh-t so trash, b-tch)
[post-chorus]
you ain’t goin’ hard than me, got concrete in my veins (in my veins, in my veins)
turn up the stage, it got me tanglin’ up my chains, yuh (my sh-t been tangled up)
been on the low, i need an interview with zane (hit me up zane)
i bench your favorite rapper, take ’em out the game
now oli surfin’ on this beat some’ like a wave (splash, splash)
i come splashin’ out the water every day, yuh (splash, splash)
some’ like a model way i’m serving all these looks, yuh
it’s oli f., i got your favorite rapper shook, uh

- oliver francis

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