Oliver Francis - Sucker Free Sundays lyrics

Ay yeah
Direct flights yeah, my blunt rolled tight
Got a crib on the water
We smokin' loud all night
It's a sucker free Sunday, everyday Friday
Sippin' on this Bombay
I do this shit my way

Celebratory shots, that shit happen a lot
Everyday a new accomplishment
Pull up in a drop
Smoking weed on the yacht
Lil' bitch I'm doing the most
The Mid-west be in my heart
But I got a thing for the coast
Smoking big dope on big boats
You watch how I float
(Do I float)
Burning' blunts in the whip
Watch where you askin' your shit
(I blow smoke)
My blonde baby be clueless
But man that ass is a ten
(A ten)
Leather my interior
That OG kush is the scent

I just copped me a Porsche
And I put my girl in a Benz
(Bitch)
Summertime in your eyes
Lil' shawty know she a ten
That vacay cost a couple K
But it ain't no thang boy
Board the plane shawty what you say
I ain't playing games

Talkin', me and you, uhh (Me and you)
Ocean views (O oh)
Rolling that Lemon cookie
And chilling by the pool
Twist it up and keep it lit
Lil' shawty my honey dip
Who talking shit? Hit 'em with
That Kaio-Ken times ten
(Kaio-Ken)

Summertime shine in your eyes, when I fly by
(Skrt skrt)
Pull up clean as fuck
Paul Walker with the Skyline
(Skrrt)
Phantom with the stars in the roof
(In the roof)
Tropicana ballin' one hundred percent juice
(Bitch)

On a balcony chillin' and
Sippin' on Pina Colada
Smokin' somethin' potent and it come
Straight from the tropics
In my Tommy boxers, I'm the trendin' topic
Shawty hit the wood and then she
Take off like a rocket
Yeah, girl your complexion is golden
We on the beach and we rollin'
This marijuana is potent
That vacay cost a couple K
But it ain't no thang boy
Board the plane shawty what you say
I ain't playing games
Bitch

Bad little bitty, who can roll my weed up
Ridin' front seat Lamborghini
With her feet up
Baby everything that we say, stay between us
Baby everything that we say, stay between us
Bad little bitty, who can roll my weed up
Ridin' front seat Lamborghini
With her feet up
Baby everything that we say, stay between us
Baby everything that we say, stay between us

Sean Don sippin'
I got scratch, I got chicken
Boy the way my shit be knockin'
Prolly got the CD skippin'
I just pull up in a Civic
With the sixth stick exchanger
Blacked out Fazos, underground angels
(Jordans)

Hundreds with the fifties
I like smoking icky sticky
Uh, pull up solo dolo
Skrt off with some bitches with me
(Sk-sk-skrt)
I just pull up to your city
Got your bitty fucking with me
She was all up in my DM's
Tryna let me see some tiddies
Top back, feeling breezy
How I made this shit look easy
Bitch I'm betta' now than eva
I'ma call the Big Wheezy
I'm a beast, I'm a dog
I'm a motherfucking menace
With some rich blonde bitches
From the valley playin' tennis

Bitch I'm betta than eva
My interior leather
Now I got the high ground
I look like Ewan Mcgreggor
We smoking hash and playing smash
I’m in some Bape just like I'm Diddy Kong
I just hit the jeweller
Bitch I flooded out my joy-cons

Feel like Kylie Jenner got them feelings
In the list
Prolly sucking on my dick
While I was twistin' up the spliff
Prolly rockin' Louboutin
While she be waterin' my houseplants
Skrt off in the 'rari
My lil' shawty hit the shmoney dance

Hop up by the Porsche
Then I jump up in the jet
(Skrt)
Come in clutch
Ooh, spit that PK fire like I'm Ness
(PK fire)
Your boys is smoking dope
In a Jacuzzi with the jets
Uh, Ice all on my wrist
Vaporeon VVS, bitch

Bad little bitty, who can roll my weed up
Ridin' front seat Lamborghini
With her feet up
Baby everything that we say, stay between us
Baby everything that we say, stay between us
Bad little bitty, who can roll my weed up
Ridin' front seat Lamborghini
With her feet up
Baby everything that we say, stay between us
Baby everything that we say, stay between us