Oliver Francis - bape freestyle lyrics
Oliver Francis [Alexander Francis Kelly] Columbia, Missouri, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Oliver Francis - bape freestyle lyrics]
Splash
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Things aren't that simple)
Turn up, turn up, turn up
Turn the fuck up, fuck everybody, oh man
Splash
Gang shit, bitch, gang
Fuck boys out here wearing fape
Yeah, I'm bathing in a camouflage
I'm a bathing ape
You might see me doing numbers
Straight out the fucking gate
You might see me sippin' purple
Or I'm smokin' somethin' grape
I ain't fucking wit no phonies
Had to weed out the snakes
I ain't fucking with no thotties
You a basic bitch
Okay
You might see me out here flossin'
Bitch I ball like NBA
You might see me out here
Wearing diamonds cost me 40k
I been rolling in the 'Rari while
Yo' bitch she gimme cake
I was all up in the kitchen
And I'm steady getting cake
Yeah, shawty whip it for me
Like a fucking Easy-Bake
So I smoke a boof batch, cigarillo to my face
I don't see you doing shit
I know your Margiela's fake
I might ball out in these
Ferragamo belts all day
Ayy, loud pack shawty mixing Act with Perrier
2016 'Preme, got it straight out the gate
Ayy, lobster with the butter, codeine
And crab cakes
Ayy, hopped a jet to Paris and
We throw a couple racks
Yeah, yeah
We get to juggin' and we made it right back
Yeah, yeah
And my bitch's pussy worth a couple racks
Yeah, yeah
Shawty know she like the way I fucking rap
Yeah, yeah
Diamonds on me lookin' like a couple racks
Yeah, yeah
I be smokin' smokin' only boof batch
Couple pints in a black Jansport backpack
You might pull up to the
Club and nobody notice you
I been chillin' smokin' marijuana
By the ocean view
I been sippin' champagne with
Some purple potion too
Bitch I ball out hard like I
Know I'm 'posed to do
I'ma keep that Lysol cause
These haters do stink
And you know I'm at the crib
Steady twistin' up the dank
Rollin' dope, sippin' drank
And my bitch she say I'm great
VVS up on my wrist
Drop the top up on my whip
Gettin' top from my bitch
She say she like the way I spit
She say she like the way I whip
She say I'm silly with the wrist
Ayy, I got thirty bitches and I
Bought 'em each an iPhone
I was rolling swishers through the
City with my eyes closed
(Things aren't that simple)
(Things aren't that simple)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Things aren't that simple)
Turn up, turn up, turn up
Turn the fuck up, fuck everybody, oh man
Splash
Gang shit, bitch, gang
Fuck boys out here wearing fape
Yeah, I'm bathing in a camouflage
I'm a bathing ape
You might see me doing numbers
Straight out the fucking gate
You might see me sippin' purple
Or I'm smokin' somethin' grape
I ain't fucking wit no phonies
Had to weed out the snakes
I ain't fucking with no thotties
You a basic bitch
Okay
You might see me out here flossin'
Bitch I ball like NBA
You might see me out here
Wearing diamonds cost me 40k
I been rolling in the 'Rari while
Yo' bitch she gimme cake
I was all up in the kitchen
And I'm steady getting cake
Yeah, shawty whip it for me
Like a fucking Easy-Bake
So I smoke a boof batch, cigarillo to my face
I don't see you doing shit
I know your Margiela's fake
I might ball out in these
Ferragamo belts all day
Ayy, loud pack shawty mixing Act with Perrier
2016 'Preme, got it straight out the gate
Ayy, lobster with the butter, codeine
And crab cakes
Ayy, hopped a jet to Paris and
We throw a couple racks
Yeah, yeah
We get to juggin' and we made it right back
Yeah, yeah
And my bitch's pussy worth a couple racks
Yeah, yeah
Shawty know she like the way I fucking rap
Yeah, yeah
Diamonds on me lookin' like a couple racks
Yeah, yeah
I be smokin' smokin' only boof batch
Couple pints in a black Jansport backpack
You might pull up to the
Club and nobody notice you
I been chillin' smokin' marijuana
By the ocean view
I been sippin' champagne with
Some purple potion too
Bitch I ball out hard like I
Know I'm 'posed to do
I'ma keep that Lysol cause
These haters do stink
And you know I'm at the crib
Steady twistin' up the dank
Rollin' dope, sippin' drank
And my bitch she say I'm great
VVS up on my wrist
Drop the top up on my whip
Gettin' top from my bitch
She say she like the way I spit
She say she like the way I whip
She say I'm silly with the wrist
Ayy, I got thirty bitches and I
Bought 'em each an iPhone
I was rolling swishers through the
City with my eyes closed
(Things aren't that simple)
(Things aren't that simple)