Sucker Free Sundays - Oliver Francis

Ay yeah

Direct flights yeah, my blunt rolled tight

Got a crib on the water, we smokin' loud all night

It’s a sucker free Sunday, everyday Friday

Sippin' 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 I float (Do I float)

Burning' blunts in the whip, watch where you askin' your shit (I blow 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

Talkin', 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 ballin' one hundred percent juice (Bitch)

On a balcony chillin' and sippin' on Pina Colada

Smokin' somethin' potent and it come straight from the tropics

In my Tommy boxers, I’m the trendin' 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 rollin', 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

Ridin' 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

Ridin' 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 sippin'

I got scratch, I got chicken

Boy the way my shit be knockin', prolly got the CD skippin'

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 playin' 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 twistin' up the spliff

Prolly rockin' Louboutin, while she be waterin' my houseplants

Skrt off in the 'rari, my lil' shawty hit the shmoney dance

Hop up by 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

Ridin' 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

Ridin' front seat Lamborghini, with her feet up

Baby everything that we say, stay between us

Baby everything that we say, stay between us