Oliver Francis - The Mud lyrics
Oliver Francis [Alexander Francis Kelly] Columbia, Missouri, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Oliver Francis - The Mud lyrics]
Eyes
Watching, watching a strange show, show, show
Eyes
Watching, watching a strange show
I had to work up out the mud for this shit
Ay
Still juggin', I ain't done getting rich
Ay
Yeah, twistin' up the doobies
With the females
Sit back in a G-Class Benz, ay
Pour a little Henny with my boys, yuh, ay
Pour a shot of Henny for my girl
Sippin' Dom Pérignon in the Rolls now, ay
That's what happen when you do the work
Now I got some commas on my checks
Take a puff and pass that to my left
I feel the marijuana in my chest
Bitch, you do not know me and my friends
Boy, who the fuck you came with?
What the fuck you here for?
Did you sign a deal? How much
Did that check clear for?
Where the fuck you been? What
The fuck you disappear for?
Even if I never made a dollar
I would volunteer for it
I could never switch up, never switch up, ay
That shit for the fans right there
No, I never switch up, never switch up, ay
Your boy gon' hold it down another year
I'ma hold it down for Neko
Hold it down for Aahj
Hold it down for Chryse
That's my big brahj
Ay
Shout my crew, shout my entourage, yuh
We be steady working, we been on the job
Rolling marijuana in the
Studio it's non-stop
Sip a little Henny out the
Bottle with some model thots
We be taking bottle shots, she
Gon' make it wobble yah
Ooh
She put it down and she make it pop, ooh
How you boy so cold
In the summer with the wrists so froze
Top back in the new polo
Bad bitch, and my teeth rose gold
Y'all know
I’ll go a million miles an hour
And you’ll stay behind me
You say that now we go but then they find
A way back to guide me
Watching, watching a strange show, show, show
Eyes
Watching, watching a strange show
I had to work up out the mud for this shit
Ay
Still juggin', I ain't done getting rich
Ay
Yeah, twistin' up the doobies
With the females
Sit back in a G-Class Benz, ay
Pour a little Henny with my boys, yuh, ay
Pour a shot of Henny for my girl
Sippin' Dom Pérignon in the Rolls now, ay
That's what happen when you do the work
Now I got some commas on my checks
Take a puff and pass that to my left
I feel the marijuana in my chest
Bitch, you do not know me and my friends
Boy, who the fuck you came with?
What the fuck you here for?
Did you sign a deal? How much
Did that check clear for?
Where the fuck you been? What
The fuck you disappear for?
Even if I never made a dollar
I would volunteer for it
I could never switch up, never switch up, ay
That shit for the fans right there
No, I never switch up, never switch up, ay
Your boy gon' hold it down another year
I'ma hold it down for Neko
Hold it down for Aahj
Hold it down for Chryse
That's my big brahj
Ay
Shout my crew, shout my entourage, yuh
We be steady working, we been on the job
Rolling marijuana in the
Studio it's non-stop
Sip a little Henny out the
Bottle with some model thots
We be taking bottle shots, she
Gon' make it wobble yah
Ooh
She put it down and she make it pop, ooh
How you boy so cold
In the summer with the wrists so froze
Top back in the new polo
Bad bitch, and my teeth rose gold
Y'all know
I’ll go a million miles an hour
And you’ll stay behind me
You say that now we go but then they find
A way back to guide me