Carl Edwards - Oliver Francis, Big Baby Scumbag

Shawty with the French tips, screens in the headrests

Pull up on the forgiatos, bitch, I’m on the guest list

Ice creams, on gelato, Fiji water necklace

I rock it like a model, that’s to be expected

Bleach blond hair, 'cause I’m wavier than a bitch

I’ve been switchin' lanes, Carl Edwards with the whip

I been makin' waves, you li’l boys just hangin' ten

Bitch, I’m fuckin' paid, I just copped myself a Benz

Ayy, baby, you like Khloe with the cake

Bottle shots of Hennessy and OG to the face

The way that I be flexin', you would think I’m liftin' weights

Make your señorita shake like I’m Justin Timberlake, ayy

Pull up in the drop top, lookin' too fly

Baby girl, I’m no regular guy, ayy

Know I got the weed rolled, we could get high

Ayy, you fuckin' with a pro, baby, give this shit a try, ayy

I woke up in Cali with a OZ of the mowie

VVS all on me, with li’l shawty, doin' donuts in the Audi

On the iPhone 8, yeah, I’m drippin' in the Bape

Hit the blunt and levitate

Outer space in the Wraith, yeah

Strawberry lemonade, shawty with the Fendi shades

Chillin' in the shade, Kelly Slater, way I rip a wave

Money in the goyard, bitch, I’m so sharp

Blowin' smoke on the asphalt like a Nascar, ooh

They gon' switch up when you cop the Benz

I fuck the check up just because I can

And I don’t want the pussy, shawty, I just want the head

And girl, I’m sorry, I just think we better off as friends

I flew out of CoMo, I touched down at LAX

Totodile diamonds 'round my neck, ayy

Yeah, I’ma make a mill by 26

I mixed the Thrasher hoodie with the Gucci slips

Yeah

I remember bein' broke, shawty, but I ain’t

They say you fake it 'til you make it, baby, but I ain’t

I told my bitch to hold me down, I bought her everything

She be like, «Baby, where you at?»

I’m on the money train

I got gorillas in the zoo, I’m sippin 80 proof

We at Coachella with your boo, we smokin' on the boof

I bought my bitch some new Margielas and some Jimmy Choos

I put my name on everything, and that’s just how I do

Why everybody think you change when you start doin' you?

I think my name was Mr. Wu, the way I shot my juice

I think I got a wedding ring, I’m married to the loot

And damn, I put that on my soul, I swear that be the truth

I went from sleepin' on the floor to coolin' on a yacht

I went from stealin' out the store to buyin' Gucci socks

I told my mama I’ma make it, 'cause she all I got

And I get everything I wanted

This my only shot

This my only shot