Oliver Francis - Polo Socks ($pla$h Hou$e 2) lyrics

I just fucked yo' bitch

I just fucked yo' bitch in some Polo socks
I just hit a lick in some Polo flip-flops
Ayy
She gon' do a split, then she make it pop
He gon' talk that shit, I'ma grip the Glock
(Grra, grra)
I been gettin' money, I been gettin' guap
(Ah)
Takin' bong rips, smoke a lot of pot, ah
I get the work, never punch a clock
And tell these mothafuckers I'ma while I
See I'm ballin', lately
Seein' commas all I ever do
I woke up, smoke a blunt for breakfast
You ain't fuckin' wit' us
I smoke a kush blunt, then I fly away
Fresh fruit on the counter, lil' shawty
Don't play
I been rollin' up, rollin' Swishers up
Shawty want a thug
Think I'm Makaveli and my cup is doubled up
She say, "What the fuck?"
She be lookin' at me like she wanna fuck
I'ma turn it up
Tell that bitch I ain't done, turn it up
Got gold on my necklace, gold on everything
Diamonds on me, look like a championship ring
I got that Virgin Guadalupe 'round my neck
And you know I'm smokin' like I think
I'm Snoop Dogg in the jet
Sippin' acai-blueberry-pomegranate triple X
I been cashin' checks
I was broke so long you know I had to flex
I been mixin' Sprite with the Actavis
Thank my lucky stars
I'm so fuckin' blessed
Yeah, I got the bars, got the Xanax
Cloudboys, splash gang
That's the fuckin' set

Where the fuck my life go?
Drownin' in the pint, I been
Sippin' on the styrofoam
Yeah
Rollin' Swishers through the city
With my eyes closed
Rollin' through the city with my eyes closed
Where the fuck my life go?
Drownin' in the pint, I been
Sippin' on the styrofoam
Yeah
Rollin' Swishers through the city
With my eyes closed
Rollin' through the city with my eyes closed