Oliver Francis - Hyper Beam Freestyle lyrics
Oliver Francis [Alexander Francis Kelly] Columbia, Missouri, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Oliver Francis - Hyper Beam Freestyle lyrics]
Yeah yeah, uh
Smokin' on gas, smokin' on gas, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, ah yeah, yeah yeah
Slidin' thru this bit, uh
Ah yeah, ah yeah ah yeah, flex
Yuh, yuh woah, woah, woah
Yeah yeah, woah, yeah, yuh, ayy, wassup, yuh
Bitch I came up out the mud
I pull up in lifted trucks
Skrrt off in the F150
Then proceed to spark the blunt
(Spark the blunt, lil bitch)
I ain't worried 'bout no fake ass shooters
I be draped in this Bape
Comin' straight from Shibuya
Yeah I bought this whip
It ain't no fuckin' rental
I rolled up lil bit uh
Feel just like I'm Genos
(I'm Genos bitch)
Rockin' Saint Laurent
These ain't no fuckin' Nudie jeans
You lookin' at a Vet lil boy
This shit ain't nothin' new to me
(Nah it's nothin' new to me)
All I know is shine
I look just like an angel
I got money on my mind
Fifteen bands on my halo
Lil' bit do not hit my line
Unless that shit 'bout some paper
I might pull up in the range
Then skrrt off in the scraper
Lil bitch
Hunnid band whip
Ridin' round smokin' on piff
Hunnid band blunt, lil' boy smokin' on mid
Hunnid band bitch, finna hop on this dick
Twenty man jet, y'ain't got drip like this
That blade all on my back come in clutch
Look like Future Trunks
Hop up in that time machine
To fuck this instrumental up
Labels on my nuts
Change my number damn near every month
Rollin' backwoods up, I roll two
Spark them both at once
No I will not hit the dope
Unless that shit is excellent
Talkin' on my angel flow
And all my shit is heaven-sent
New Balenci' runners
Fuck them dudes that you been runnin' with
Lil' boy you a lame and you
A pussy I been runnin' shit
Runway models on they back
I don't shop at Nordstrom Rack
She gon' bust it back
While I'm smokin' on this lemon pack
Ridin' through
Probably draped all in Givenchy
My bit look just like Rangiku
Matsumoto with them titties
Yeah
Venusaur up in my blunt
We smokin' on that razor leaf
Articuno round my neck
Shit look like a deep freeze
Lil' boy need think twice if
He come through man
Talkin' bout pressin' me
TM-48, just might hit you with the Hyper Beam
These are brand new Balenci' kicks
Fucked around, I just flooded out the wrist
2019 all designer on my wrist
Hop up out that whip with impeccable drip
Yuh
Ayy, yeah
These are brand new Balenci' kicks
Fucked around, I just flooded out the wrist
2019 all designer on my wrist
Hop up out that whip with impeccable drip
Yuh
Smokin' on gas, smokin' on gas, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, ah yeah, yeah yeah
Slidin' thru this bit, uh
Ah yeah, ah yeah ah yeah, flex
Yuh, yuh woah, woah, woah
Yeah yeah, woah, yeah, yuh, ayy, wassup, yuh
Bitch I came up out the mud
I pull up in lifted trucks
Skrrt off in the F150
Then proceed to spark the blunt
(Spark the blunt, lil bitch)
I ain't worried 'bout no fake ass shooters
I be draped in this Bape
Comin' straight from Shibuya
Yeah I bought this whip
It ain't no fuckin' rental
I rolled up lil bit uh
Feel just like I'm Genos
(I'm Genos bitch)
Rockin' Saint Laurent
These ain't no fuckin' Nudie jeans
You lookin' at a Vet lil boy
This shit ain't nothin' new to me
(Nah it's nothin' new to me)
All I know is shine
I look just like an angel
I got money on my mind
Fifteen bands on my halo
Lil' bit do not hit my line
Unless that shit 'bout some paper
I might pull up in the range
Then skrrt off in the scraper
Lil bitch
Hunnid band whip
Ridin' round smokin' on piff
Hunnid band blunt, lil' boy smokin' on mid
Hunnid band bitch, finna hop on this dick
Twenty man jet, y'ain't got drip like this
That blade all on my back come in clutch
Look like Future Trunks
Hop up in that time machine
To fuck this instrumental up
Labels on my nuts
Change my number damn near every month
Rollin' backwoods up, I roll two
Spark them both at once
No I will not hit the dope
Unless that shit is excellent
Talkin' on my angel flow
And all my shit is heaven-sent
New Balenci' runners
Fuck them dudes that you been runnin' with
Lil' boy you a lame and you
A pussy I been runnin' shit
Runway models on they back
I don't shop at Nordstrom Rack
She gon' bust it back
While I'm smokin' on this lemon pack
Ridin' through
Probably draped all in Givenchy
My bit look just like Rangiku
Matsumoto with them titties
Yeah
Venusaur up in my blunt
We smokin' on that razor leaf
Articuno round my neck
Shit look like a deep freeze
Lil' boy need think twice if
He come through man
Talkin' bout pressin' me
TM-48, just might hit you with the Hyper Beam
These are brand new Balenci' kicks
Fucked around, I just flooded out the wrist
2019 all designer on my wrist
Hop up out that whip with impeccable drip
Yuh
Ayy, yeah
These are brand new Balenci' kicks
Fucked around, I just flooded out the wrist
2019 all designer on my wrist
Hop up out that whip with impeccable drip
Yuh