Oliver Francis – LIGHT FLEX lyrics

[Intro]
Yuh, yuh, yuh

[Chorus]
Prada on my shoes, lil' bitch that's a light flex
I ain't worried bout these rappers in the slightest
Flooded out the chain, Cuban link on my neck
Yeah, I'm froze up, yuh, yuh, ayy

[Post-Chorus]
Lil' boy get some BAPE, start pretending that they me
Tesla Model 3 but we smoking gasoline, uh
I'm gon' get these racks and I'm gon' split them with the team
Yeah, you know us, yuh, yuh, yeah
We just hit the room and now she gettin' undressed
Gunnin' for the money, man, I think I'm obsessed
I'm gon' hit the 'Wood until it ain't none left
We gon' roll up, roll up, lil' bitch

[Chorus]
Prada on my shoes, lil' bitch that's a light flex
I ain't worried bout these rappers in the slightest
Flooded out the chain, Cuban link on my neck
Yeah, I'm froze up, yuh, yuh, ayy

[Verse 1]
Yeah, it's lights out, bring the rides out
Smokin' big doinks, yeah, its nice out
Shawty fly out to my hide out
Baby girl, you know I need it right now
Layin' low and smokin' with my girl
Oliver gon' take over the world
I did this for my family and my friends
In my city, prolly thumbin' through my bands, yuh
Ay, shawty said she love, love, love me, yuh
Diamonds lookin' lovely, lovely yuh, ayy
Pull up in the Humvee-Humvee yuh
We've been smokin' something dumb, dumb, dummy, yuh
White Zinfandel on my wrist, yeah
Champagne diamonds 'cause I'm rich, yeah
I could never call my girl a bitch, nah
'Cause she held me down when nobody else did, yeah

[Chorus]
Prada on my shoes, lil' bitch that's a light flex
I ain't worried bout these rappers in the slightest
Flooded out the chain, Cuban link on my neck
Yeah, I'm froze up, yuh, yuh, ayy

[Post-Chorus]
Lil' boy get some BAPE, start pretending that they me
Tesla Model 3 but we smoking gasoline, uh
I'm gon' get these racks and I'm gon' split them with the team
Yeah, you know us, yuh, yuh, yeah
We just hit the room and now she gettin' undressed
Gunnin' for the money, man, I think I'm obsessed
I'm gon' hit the 'Wood until it ain't none left
We gon' roll up, roll up, lil' bitch

[Chorus]
Prada on my shoes, lil' bitch that's a light flex
I ain't worried bout these rappers in the slightest
Flooded out the chain, Cuban link on my neck
Yeah, I'm froze up, yuh, yuh, ayy

[Verse 2]
Yeah, you know I had to share the wealth
Made all of this money, I can't spend it on myself, nah
Top floor and we sippin' top shelf
Presidential suite, rockstar studded belts, yuh
Lyin' next to me I can feel you breathin'
Rollin' in the sheets girl I must be dreamin'
Having you all alone in my room
Baby, we do anything you want to, yuh

[Chorus]
Prada on my shoes, lil' bitch that's a light flex
I ain't worried bout these rappers in the slightest
Flooded out the chain, Cuban link on my neck
Yeah, I'm froze up, yuh, yuh, ayy

[Post-Chorus]
Lil' boy get some BAPE, start pretending that they me
Tesla Model 3 but we smoking gasoline, uh
I'm gon' get these racks and I'm gon' split them with the team
Yeah, you know us, yuh, yuh, yeah
We just hit the room and now she gettin' undressed
Gunnin' for the money, man, I think I'm obsessed
I'm gon' hit the 'Wood until it ain't none left
We gon' roll up, roll up, lil' bitch

[Chorus]
Prada on my shoes, lil' bitch that's a light flex
I ain't worried bout these rappers in the slightest
Flooded out the chain, Cuban link on my neck
Yeah, I'm froze up, yuh, yuh