Sucker Free Sundays

(album: The Adventures Of Oliver Francis - 2019)

Ay yeah
Direct flights yeah, my blunt rolled tight
Got a crib on the water, we smoking loud all night
It's a sucker free Sunday, everyday Friday
Sipping on this Bombay, I do this shit my way

Celebratory shots, that shit happen a lot
Everyday a new accomplishment, pull up in a drop
Smoking weed on the yacht, lil' bitch I'm doing the most
The Mid-west be in my heart, but I got a thing for the coast

Smoking big dope on big boats, you watch how it float (How I float)
Burning' blunts in the whip, watch where you asking your shit ([?] smoke)
My blonde baby be clueless, but man that ass is a ten (A ten)
Leather my interior, that OG kush is the scent

I just copped me a Porsche, and I put my girl in a Benz (Bitch)
Summertime in your eyes, lil shawty know she a ten
That vacay cost a couple K, but it ain't no thang boy
Board the plane shawty what you say, I ain't playing games

Talking, me and you, uhh (Me and you)
Ocean views (Ooh)
Rolling that Lemon cookie, and chilling by the pool
Twist it up and keep it lit, lil' shawty my honey dip
Who talking shit? Hit 'em with that Kaio-Ken times ten (Kaio-Ken!)

Summertime shine in your eyes, when I fly by (Skrt skrt)
Pull up clean as fuck, Paul Walker with the Skyline (Skrrt)
Phantom with the stars in the roof (In the roof)
Tropicana balling one hundred percent juice (Bitch)

On a balcony chilling and sipping on Pina Colada
Smoking something potent and it come straight from the tropics
In my Tommy boxers, I'm the trending topic
Shawty hit the wood and then she take off like a rocket

Yeah, girl your complexion is golden
We on the beach and we rolling, this marijuana is potent
That vacay cost a couple K, but it ain't no thang boy
Board the plane shawty what you say, I ain't playing games
Bitch

Bad little bitty, who can roll my weed up
Riding front seat Lamborghini, with her feet up
Baby everything that we say, stay between us
Baby everything that we say, stay between us
Bad little bitty, who can roll my weed up
Riding front seat Lamborghini, with her feet up
Baby everything that we say, stay between us
Baby everything that we say, stay between us

Sean Don sipping
I got scratch, I got chicken
Boy the way my shit be knocking, prolly got the CD skipping
I just pull up in a Civic, with the sixth stick exchanger
Blacked out Fazos, underground angels (Jordans)

Hundreds with the fifties, I like smoking icky sticky
Uh, pull up solo dolo, skrt off with some bitches with me (Sk-sk-skrt)
I just pull up to your city, got your bitty fucking with me
She was all up in my DM's, tryna let me see some tiddies

Top back, feeling breezy
How I made this shit look easy
Bitch I'm betta' now than eva
I'ma call the Big Wheezy
I'm a beast, I'm a dog, I'm a motherfucking menace
With some rich blonde bitches, from the valley playing tennis

Bitch I'm betta than eva, my interior leather
Now I got the high ground, I look like Ewan Mcgreggor
We smoking hash and playing smash
I'm in some Bape just like I'm Diddy Kong
I just hit the jeweller, bitch I flooded out my joy-cons

Feel like Kylie Jenner got them feelings, in the list
Prolly sucking on my dick, while I was twisting up the spliff
Prolly rocking Louboutin, while she be watering my houseplants
Skrt off in the 'rari, my lil' shawty hit the shmoney dance

Hop up out the Porsche, then I jump up in the jet (Skrt!)
Come in clutch
Ooh, spit that PK fire like I'm Ness (PK fire!)
Your boys is smoking dope, in a jacuzzi with the jets
Uh, Ice all on my wrist
Vaporeon VVS, bitch

Bad little bitty, who can roll my weed up
Riding front seat Lamborghini, with her feet up
Baby everything that we say, stay between us
Baby everything that we say, stay between us
Bad little bitty, who can roll my weed up
Riding front seat Lamborghini, with her feet up
Baby everything that we say, stay between us
Baby everything that we say, stay between us