Oliver Francis – Slowking ​freestyle lyrics

Yo uh
Smoke that loud and I blow that swish
Roll that blunt i can fuck your bitch
Got a little codeine with the champagne sip
I blow good tree hoes on my dick
I split, swish, pour a lil cris
In a 4 door with the real dark tint
Two white cups in the cut i sip
Rollex wrist bitch thats time well spent
I gets money fuck bitches
Sip drink blow swishers
We was out in paris steady blowin doobies in the hilton
She catchin feelins
My swagger is at a million
Go on bow the fuck down when the king is in the building
Im smokin that loud and im twisting that dank
In foreign whips with that all candy paint
Cash in the bank
Fuck with you think
After we fuck ain't no feelin the legs
Im sippin on lean with your bitch
Throw it in fifth
That ho she holdin my dick
Glow gang the set bitch you know what it is
No one you know that flow colder than this
Yeah everywhere i go hoes twerk
Everywhere i go i sip syrup
Everywhere i go i got a jansport full of that work
Ziplock full of that purp
Clip locked pussy get murked
Pussy get murked
Leave you lyin face down in the dirt
Think im yung lean imma make your shit hurt
Imma make your shit dead imma make your shit hurt all day like
Yall dont really see me out here gettin all this money
And yall ain't really see me out here man ain't shit funny
Pulled off in the whip with a bitch on my dick and a blunt to my lip all day
On the daily
Man i get paid
Man this shit crazy
Never thought that i would live this lavish
Ive been chillin on the beach with a bad bitch
Then we pull up to the suite smoke some cabbage
Come and see me on the street with a Glock on my hip
Fuck around wrong imma let that shit slip
See me with the cup and the lil syrup sip
See me with the cup and the lil syrup sip
See me in the cut with a blunt to my lip yeah
Again and again
Im in the benz with a bitch and her friends
Smokin a blunt and we sippin champagne in the back of the whip with a whole lotta weed and some money to spend
Know i showed up with a sac of that shit
Got them doobies some blunts and a cup in my hand
Fuck what you heard ive been stacking them chips
And i might fuck your bitch cuz she think im the man
Damn im goin ham
Walk in the club and i threw up a hundred grand
Im the man
Say what you want but you know i ain't frontin
I am what i am
Roll me a blunt and you know i done stuff it with seven grams
Seven grams
Bitch