Oliver Francis – TIWK lyrics

Ah yeah
Ahh yeah
Ah yeah
Yeah
Bitch

[Verse 1]
Sippin' on something thats purple
You ain't gon' fuck with my circle
Shawty she moving in circles
My goons gon' pull up like Urkel
Dumping a hundred for my bitch
Do all my stuntin' from my wrist
Doing a hundred in my whip
Blowing that doja with my bitch
Fuck with the set
I get to spittin' and splittin' the swisher and all of the bitches get wet
I hit em all
Them bitches want pictures
You know this cause I'm livin' fresh
Fuck with my shooters they grippin' the Tec
Fuck you and yours
And fuck what what you rep
Smoking on something that’s potent as heck, bitch

[Verse 2]
Sippin' on syrup and soda
Shawty you know I'm a baller
Rockin' from Cali' to Florida
Blowin' the mind on my tour bus
I give a fuck if you like me
Styrofoam look like a white tee
Thinking your girl that she like me
Boy I be ballin' like Nike
I'm in the whip
With the blunt to my lips
And a bitch on my dick
Blowing a swish
With a part to the side like that boy Richie Rich
Fuck with the clique
All my shooters they cook with a stick
Talking that shit boy you finna get checked
And the paint on the whip
Same color shit that we sip


[Outro]
I got two blunts of that Kiesha
Two cups of that Easter
Blowin' Kush and sipping OJ like I think I'm Wiz Khalifa (4x)

In the cut, in the cut, roll them doobies up
In the cut, in the cut, roll them doobies up
In the cut, in the cut, roll them doobies up
In the cut, in the cut, roll them doobies up
Wake up bake up
Gotta get my cake up
In the cut, in the cut, roll them doobies up
Choked out smoked out blowing hella loced out
In the cut, in the cut, roll them doobies up