Lyrics Oliver Francis – New Year’s Day

We gon’ get a couple bottles, we gon’ pop ’em for the team, yeah
That’s just how I live life
Shawty know we livin’ for the limelight
She actin’ like she used to the fast life, first class flights
Shawty turn the flex to a pastime, ey
Stack the paper up
With’ an asian bitch and we be layin’ up, ey
Maybe roll a white paper up
Maybe pour a little Hennessy up in a cup, ey, yeh
Couple bitches at the crib and the sauce, A1
This go out to Aahj and all my day one’s
That’s just how I’m livin’, roll another swisher, ey
If you tryna’ kick it, shawty, say what you’re feelin’, yeh, ey
I turn the youtube views into new Bape shoes, yeah, ey
In the FL stu’ makin’ new breakthroughs, yeah, ey
Now its rappers in my email askin’ ’bout a feature «What’s the price and what’s the details?»
«Is you really gettin’ money? Is you really with these females? «, ey, ey
Yeah I’m really getting money
Yeah I’m really with these females, ey
Rollin’ up on the beach, ash, the doobie in a seashell, yuh, ooh yah
I’m too cold for these young boys, ey
I’m too dope for these old boys, yeah
Think I’m too rich for these broke boys, broke boys
Shorty got a backwood, finna roll up
Pour a little liquor in your cup
Chillin’ with a backwood, they know us

They know us, yeah, they know us
Shorty got a backwood, finna roll up
Pour a little liquor in your cup
Chillin’ with a backwood, they know us
Yeah, yeah, yeah, they know us
So go on scroll down a bit and read the comments
They say that I’m a great and they just bein’ honest
Tell my homies that I love ’em cause tomorrow never promised
Sippin’ champagne for everything we accomplished, ey
And they’ve been waiting so patient in anticipation
For the small-town Missouri boy to make it famous
Counting blue hundreds, tell my mom I made it
Took her out for lobster best believe that we was gettin’ faded
Headed to the coast
Go on raise your glass I propose a toast
Pull up to the spot throwin’ c-notes, blowin’ weed smoke
I traded in the Cutlass, yeah I copped the ghost, ooh
Butterfly doors and they goin’ way up, ey
Askin ’bout a feature boy you better pay up, ey
Pourin’ out the liquor that’s just how we livin’, ey yeah
If you tryin’ to kick it shawty, say what you feeling, yeah
I turn the one bedroom to a suite with a view, yah, ey
I turn the Oldsmobile to a BMW, yah, ey, yeah
Now it’s girls in my DM’s, askin’ what I’m doin’, tryna’ kick it for the weekend
We could stay out all night and tomorrow we could sleep in, ey, yeah
I gave that girl the swimmin’ lessons and we take it to the deep end, oooh yeah
Piña colada mama, yeah, lil shawty Puerto Rican, ooh, yeah, hey

I get this money ain’t have no choice, ey
Gloin’ up with my young boys, ey
Watch me skrt off in the Rolls-Royce, Rolls-Royce
Shorty got a backwood, finna roll up
Pour a little liquor in your cup
Chillin’ with a backwood, they know us
They know us, yeah, they know us
Shorty got a backwood, finna roll up
Pour a little liquor in your cup
Chillin’ with a backwood, they know us
Yeah, yeah, yeah, they know us