Don't Do That - Oliver Francis

My bitch look like Uma Thurman

Wavy boys, we swagger surfin'

Go on, flex ya little cash

Boy you broke I know you hurtin'

I just pull up in the Lexus

Gave your bitch the swimmin' lessons

I might have to fuck that bitch

If she swim in my direction

I might just kick my feet up

I relax and spark the blunt

She flexin' her Jimmy Choo heels

And she got the matching clutch

I might skrt off in the wraith

Think I’m addicted to Bape

I’m jus' gon' sauce in my camouflage

All my homies we some apes

I just pull off in the foreign

My boxers they say Ralph Lauren

I’m jus' gonna hop out my bed

Get this money early mornin'

We some apes we go bananas

My lil' bitch she look like amber

Wrists about 15

Fiji water, pinky ring

Man it’s nothin' but blue faces

In these Tommy blue jeans

(Turn up, on some gang shit)

In these Tommy blue jeans

I might hit the Caribbean

My lil' bitch she South Korean

Diamonds on me drippin' drippin'

Like I’m out here water skiin'

How the fuck I paid the rent

With nothin' but the flow

How the fuck I copped the whip

With nothin' but the flow

How the fuck I took his bitch

With nothin' but the flow

How the fuck I paid the rent

With nothin' but the flow

Turn up, on some gang shit