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oliver francis – yeee lyrics

[hook]
gucci my feet
sippin’ ciroc with my girl on the beach
b-tch i ain’t never been cheap
maison margiela and saint-laurent jeans, ya
i’m smokin’ coconut weed
i f-cked that b-tch and she turned to a fiend
boy i’m the sh-t what the f-ck do you mean
lil’ boy i’m the sh-t what the f-ck do you mean
louis my gl-sses
hit the blunt and flick the ashes
all of these rappers they lack the comp-ssion
i’m in the whip blowin’ past ’em, ey
i gotta make a confession
this money become my obsession
my mama she said it ain’t healthy now she’s whippin’ in a tesla, ey

[verse]
brunette b-tch like kylie
with a blonde haired b-tch like miley
one dude ten wifeys
pretty boy swag with the wrist too icy, ya
i get the glory eternally
go ask your b-tch yeah i know that she heard of me
gettin’ that money a motherf-ckin’ certainty b-tch
(a motherf-ckin’ certainty b-tch)

[bridge]
bottle poppin’ with the squad, ey
balenciaga, fear of god, ey
infinity and then beyond, ey
cell saga gohan, ey
i wake up at noon
rollin’ some weed and i do what i do
b-tch said im wet she look like sailor moon, ouu
rockin’ crazy gucci shoes, ouu

[hook]
gucci my feet
sippin ciroc with my girl on a beach
b-tch i ain’t never been cheap
maison margiela and saint-laurent jeans, ya
i’m smokin’ coconut weed
i f-cked that b-tch and she turned to a fiend
boy im the sh-t what the f-ck do you mean
lil’ boy im the sh-t what the f-ck do you mean, ya
louis my gl-sses
hit the blunt and flick the ashes
all of these rappers they lack the comp-ssion
im in the whip blowin’ past ’em, ey
i gotta make a confession
this money become my obsession
i’m smokin this weed i ain’t stressin’
surfer boy im giving lessons

- oliver francis lyrics

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