Oliver Francis – Wave Race 64 lyrics

[Verse]
Yah, yah, ey

I got Cîroc in my cup
Get some Malibu and remix it up, ey
How do you spark up the blunt, ey
I'm rocking Bape with the - ah, yeah
I'm rocking Bape with the ice creams, ey
I'm in the whip with a hype-beast, ey
Hop in a whip doin' high speeds, ey
I'm on Tinder, they like me, ey

I'll go [?] and wreck the wave, ey
Rollin' doobies in the shade, ey
My bitch look like Alicia Keys
Way she got her hair all in them braids, ey
I spent 25 with Jacob, ey
Just like fuck it man, I'm paid, ey
Honey-berry in the Backwood, ey
The marijuana got me blasted, ey

Shawty rolled another dope, ey
Tasted like a fruit basket, ey
Bape camo-shark up on me, ey
Bitch, you know I had to have it, ey
My Chuck Taylors, CDG, ey
All I speak is guap-anese, ey
I ain't pop no molly, bitch
Yeah, I'm off a Senzu Bean, yah


Tommy Hil up on my waist, ey
Cigarello to the face, ey
Wippin' jet skis, mane (in jet skis)
Something like wave race (wave race)
Bathing Ape down to my socks, ey
Gorillas on my camouflage, ey (gang)
In that Dolce & Gabbana, ey (turn up, turn up)
Sippin' Coconut Cîroc, ey (gang gang gang)

[Outro]
Yah, yah, what
Sippin' Coconut Cîroc, what
Splash