Lyrics Oliver Francis – breezy

I take a pull off the Swisher Sweet
I let the tide wash over my feet
The sun sets up over the beach
As I burn the marijuana leaf
I got these bitches goin’ crazy
They goin’ crazy
And all you rappers is fugazi
Your lyrics lazy, I’m lookin’ wavy
I’m wavy, my shit is molten
Could call it Moltres, I’m ballin’
Finesse yo bitch and put her in some Dolce
You see me, I’m looking breezy
I’m smokin’ seaweed, you need me
I’m rollin’ three deep up in the two-seat
I’m glo’d up in the Rover
I’m sippin’ syrup in my soda
I’m smokin’ doja, I’m smokin’ doja
Pretty boy swag
Yeah, I’m back up in this bitch
With a whole gang of pretty ladies packed up in this bitch
We been sippin’ Act up in this bitch, smokin’ Backwoods
Back to back to back up in this bitch
Get it crackin’ in this bitch, never lackin’ in this bitch
Smokin’ Backwoods back to back to back up in this bitch
Ain’t no fitted’s man, it’s only Polo caps up in this bitch
Smokin’ Backwoods back to back to back up in this bitch