Oliver Francis - TIDAL WAVE lyrics
Oliver Francis [Alexander Francis Kelly] Columbia, Missouri, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Oliver Francis - TIDAL WAVE lyrics]
Yo
Ah yeah, ah yeah
Ah yeah, ah yeah
Yeah, what's up? What's up?
Uh huh, uh huh
Check, check
Mic check, mic check
Yeah
Ah yeah, ah yeah
Yo
Yeah, yeah
It's Oli
Wake up, yo
I wake up every day spark the blunt and say
"God damnit I love this shit"
Makin' tidal waves like a hurricane
Smoke up yeah the backwood lit
Gettin' to the cake
Spent it on the Bape
Who you know throw it down like this?
Popped up out the plane
Smellin' like the dank
Bout every damn day this year
Like fuck what you heard man
Ooh god damn got bands
Cash money like the Birdman
Pull off in the vert, yeah
Now I'm gettin' paid (Skrrt skrrt)
Cause I put in the work man
Y'all don't know just how I do
Ain't got time for a dude like you
Girls gon' flock when the boy come through
All orange whip call the shit Goku yeah
Think I'm doin' pretty good
Put the lighter to the wood, ah yeah
Had to get it out the mud
Only do it for the love, ah yeah
Smoke up we the backwood boys
Got mad bitches like the backstreet boys
Had to get this cash I ain't had no choice
Yeah I pulled up clean in
A black Rolls Royce
Like ooh
Lets pop a bottle and pour it up
You smell the weed and you know it's us
I'm at the top and still goin' up
She gimme top on the top of the tour bus
Girls on the beach playin' volleyball
It come to the money we want it all
I like it I love it like Tim McGraw
And no I do not fuck with none of y'all
My money expanding
Bitch I'm outstanding
I did it all for my family
Keep an aquarium all on my wrist
I drop the top wit the flip of a switch
Y'all know what the fuck going on
Head to toe in Yves Saint Laurent
I won't stop 'til I get a crib for my moms
With a big backyard, two car garage
I'm bout to shut shit down
Comin' in clutch right now, yuh yuh
Pull up in the truck right now
With the backwoods gettin' burnt down
Yuh yuh
Ride round till the sun come up
Windows down with the weed rolled up
Old school Vans with the jeans rolled up
Nah it ain't just me whole team comin' up
Stay home lay low
Roll up smoke dope
Man y'all don't know
How hard I work
How hard I go
I'm let y'all know
Man go get yours
While I get mine
Man this your life
Gotta take your light
Gotta let that shine
Gotta let that shine
Stay home lay low
Roll up smoke dope
Man y'all don't know
How hard I work
How hard I go
I'm let y'all know
Man go get yours
While I get mine
Man this your life
Gotta take your light
Gotta let that shine
Gotta let that shine
One time
Ah yeah, ah yeah
Ah yeah
Ah yeah
Ah yeah, ah yeah
Ah yeah, ah yeah
Yeah, what's up? What's up?
Uh huh, uh huh
Check, check
Mic check, mic check
Yeah
Ah yeah, ah yeah
Yo
Yeah, yeah
It's Oli
Wake up, yo
I wake up every day spark the blunt and say
"God damnit I love this shit"
Makin' tidal waves like a hurricane
Smoke up yeah the backwood lit
Gettin' to the cake
Spent it on the Bape
Who you know throw it down like this?
Popped up out the plane
Smellin' like the dank
Bout every damn day this year
Like fuck what you heard man
Ooh god damn got bands
Cash money like the Birdman
Pull off in the vert, yeah
Now I'm gettin' paid (Skrrt skrrt)
Cause I put in the work man
Y'all don't know just how I do
Ain't got time for a dude like you
Girls gon' flock when the boy come through
All orange whip call the shit Goku yeah
Think I'm doin' pretty good
Put the lighter to the wood, ah yeah
Had to get it out the mud
Only do it for the love, ah yeah
Smoke up we the backwood boys
Got mad bitches like the backstreet boys
Had to get this cash I ain't had no choice
Yeah I pulled up clean in
A black Rolls Royce
Like ooh
Lets pop a bottle and pour it up
You smell the weed and you know it's us
I'm at the top and still goin' up
She gimme top on the top of the tour bus
Girls on the beach playin' volleyball
It come to the money we want it all
I like it I love it like Tim McGraw
And no I do not fuck with none of y'all
My money expanding
Bitch I'm outstanding
I did it all for my family
Keep an aquarium all on my wrist
I drop the top wit the flip of a switch
Y'all know what the fuck going on
Head to toe in Yves Saint Laurent
I won't stop 'til I get a crib for my moms
With a big backyard, two car garage
I'm bout to shut shit down
Comin' in clutch right now, yuh yuh
Pull up in the truck right now
With the backwoods gettin' burnt down
Yuh yuh
Ride round till the sun come up
Windows down with the weed rolled up
Old school Vans with the jeans rolled up
Nah it ain't just me whole team comin' up
Stay home lay low
Roll up smoke dope
Man y'all don't know
How hard I work
How hard I go
I'm let y'all know
Man go get yours
While I get mine
Man this your life
Gotta take your light
Gotta let that shine
Gotta let that shine
Stay home lay low
Roll up smoke dope
Man y'all don't know
How hard I work
How hard I go
I'm let y'all know
Man go get yours
While I get mine
Man this your life
Gotta take your light
Gotta let that shine
Gotta let that shine
One time
Ah yeah, ah yeah
Ah yeah
Ah yeah