Lyrics Oliver Francis – NIKE ROSHES

Iphone ringing like brr
Women be callin like brr
Flip phone trappin like brr brr brr
Droppin the top on the whip
Poppin the Glock on your clique
Swerving I’m popping the clip
I’m on the yacht getting top from a bitch
So what I mix soda pop with that bitch
Cruising a blunt when she up on my dick
I just bought myself another mansion
Man that big as aquapolis is
Go to the mall and go shoppin and shit
You wouldn’t ever buy stuff with your bitch
I’m gettin guap in this bitch
Lesbian hoes and they swappin they spit
I’m runnin shop in this bitch
Diamonds all over my earlobes, my glasses, my watch, and my wrist
Cockin this semi
I’m smokin a philly
I’m whippin and flickin the wrist
Pistol be klappin
Pistol be klappin
Catch em in traffic
Catch em in traffic
I’m fuckin your bitch with a dick in the magnum
Hop out the phantom

We’s in there sippin that act with the fanta
Smoking green lantern
I ain’t with the talkin
I’m not here to pander
I’m swingin the hammer
Serving the arm and the hammer
Serving the arm and the hammer
Free all them boys who stay stuck in the slammer
Bitch I’m the reaper
Grippin the blade and I’m swinging the cleaver
Smokin on keisha
I let it fly for the fee with the heater

I’ll hit you for the fee
Sippin soda with the lean
Drop a body with the beam
Nike roshe on my feet