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oliver francis - matrix lyrics

[verse]
microphone gripped like a sawed off
and the flow hit like a buckshot yuh
in the bronco no drop top
acting all hard but he too soft yuh
two years in goin’ nonstop
need a bad lil bit in a crop top
y’all fake chat with the one line hooks
y’all mad stop y’all pop stars yuh
windows tinted so you cannot see me
i’m a fire flame spitter boy please believe me
i be ridin’ round the city in a lamborghini
with the moncler coat and the fendi beanie
yeah hopped out smelling like a zip
i ain’t ever tote, i ain’t never said sh+t
selling rеposts you a broke ass b+tch
y’all talkin’ down you can suck my d+ck
i heard y’all talking that sh+t
claim that you rappers you wеak cannot spit
2019 i be swingin’ for the fence
pulled up in the black s’s
with the blacked out tints
need a pale goth b+tch
with the black eye shadow
and the black fishnets
got a zip lock full of that purp
pulled up clean blow flames in the back of the vert
you know my tires don’t smoke like skrrt
i’ma switch lanes gettin’ paid
cause i put in the work
you a lil b+tch, y’all f+cking with the best
got led screens and the headrests
i’ma hit six gear in the nsx
i’ma need a backwood
and an ounce no less
i’m in my zone
roll up my dope
i get the mic and i go for the throat
houseplants all over the crib and sh+t
moncler coat and the fendi lit
y’all ready know what the f+ck it is
y’all ready know not to test the kid
cause my fan base straight testament
to the fact that the spit straight effortless
feeling like rin it’s blue exorcist
with the blue blade straight wrecking sh+t
p+ssy rappers spit estrogen
and don’t ever question my relevance
riding around in a ‘cedes benz
money straight it’s no estimates
came glidin’ through on a pegasus
k!lled the beat, speak pestilence
lil’ b+tch
[chorus]
i get a check i f+ck it up
break that down and roll it up
smell that smoke you know it’s us
i’ma grip the mic and i’ma hold my nuts
all the bad hoe wanna roll with us
burnout boys still blowin’ up
2019 i’m coming clutch
y’all talk that sh+t like i give a f+ck
i get a check i f+ck it up
break that down and roll it up
smell that smoke you know it’s us
i’ma grip the mic and i’ma hold my nuts
all the bad hoe wanna roll with us
burnout boys still blowin’ up
2019 i’m coming clutch
y’all talk that sh+t like i give a f+ck
lil’ b+tch

- oliver francis lyrics

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