Oliver Francis - New Year’s Day lyrics

Ay, yeah

You already know I get this money for real
You could go ahead and check
My numbers last year
2017, it'll be the same thing
We gon' get a couple bottles, we
Gon' pop 'em for the team
Yeah
That's just how I live life
Shawty know we livin' for the limelight
She actin' like she used to the fast life
First class flights
Shawty turn the flex to a pastime, ay
Stack the paper up
Wit' an asian bitch and we be layin' up, ay
Maybe roll a white paper up
Maybe pour a little Hennessy up in a cup, ay
Yeh
Couple bitches at the crib and the sauce, A1
This go out to Aahj and all my day one's
That's just how I'm livin'
Roll another swisher
Ay
If you tryna' kick it, shawty
Say what you're feelin', yeh
Ay
I turn the youtube views into
New Bape shoes, yeah
Ay
In the FL stu' makin'
New breakthroughs, yeah
Ay
Now it's rappers in my email askin' 'bout a
Feature "What's the price and
What's the details?"
"Is you really gettin' money? Is you
Really with these females?", ay
Ay
Yeah I'm really getting money
Yeah I'm really with these females, ay
Rollin' up on the beach, ash the
Doobie in a seashell, yuh
Ooh yah
I'm too cold for these young boys, ay
I'm too dope for these old boys, yeah
Think I'm too rich for these broke boys
Broke boys
Shorty got a backwood, finna roll up
Pour a little liquor in your cup
Chillin' with a backwood, they know us
They know us, yeah, they know us
Shorty got a backwood, finna roll up
Pour a little liquor in your cup
Chillin' with a backwood, they know us
Yeah, yeah, yeah, they know us
So go on scroll down a
Bit and read the comments
They say that I'm a great
And they just bein' honest
Tell my homies that I love
'em cause tomorrow never promised
Sippin' champagne for everything
We accomplished
Ay
And they've been waiting so
Patient in anticipation
For the small-town Missouri boy
To make it famous
Counting blue hundreds, tell my mom I made it
Took her out for lobster best believe
That we was gettin' faded
Headed to the coast
Go on raise your glass I propose a toast
Pull up to the spot throwin' c notes
Blowin' weed smoke
I traded in the Cutlass, yeah
I copped the ghost
Ooh
Butterfly doors and they goin' way up, ey
Askin 'bout a feature boy you better pay up
Ay
Pourin' out the liquor that's
Just how we livin'
Ay yeah
If you tryin' to kick it
Shawty, say what you feeling
Yeah
I turn the one bedroom to a
Suite with a view, yah
Ay
I turn the Oldsmobile to a BMW, yah, ay, yeah
Now it's girls in my DM's
Askin' what I'm doin'
Tryna' kick it for the weekend
We could stay out all night and
Tomorrow we could sleep in, ay
Yeah
I gave that girl the swimmin' lessons and
We take it to the deep end
Oooh yeah
Piña colada mama, yeah, lil shawty
Puerto Rican, ooh, yeah
Hey
I get this money ain't have no choice, ay
Gloin' up with my young boys, ay
Watch me skrt off in the Rolls-Royce
Rolls-Royce

Shorty got a backwood, finna roll up
Pour a little liquor in your cup
Chillin' with a backwood, they know us
They know us, yeah, they know us
Shorty got a backwood, finna roll up
Pour a little liquor in your cup
Chillin' with a backwood, they know us
Yeah, yeah, yeah, they know us