Oliver Francis Sew It Up
[Intro]
Yeah
Check, check
Uh
Check, check, one, two
Throw it up
Pour it up
Yuh
Yuh, ayy, bitch
[Verse 1]
I rip the bong broad day out in the open
Champagne toast and I'm roasted out on the ocean
I'm stackin' Benjamin's
Go on, tell 'em who the illest is
Straight up out the trailer park, you cannot be feelin' this
2007 submariner and the face is blue
Pull up on me scufflin' with my haters, you be seeing two
Silhouettes beneath the full moon doing Kenjutsu
I grab you by yo' collar and pull this katana through you
Your favorite rapper get the smoke like he calling rotation
He nеxt in line to die, I'm leavin' him lеakin' on the pavement
I might just buy a ticket to his show to go and heckle him
Green Dunk Lows like Piccolo, my kicks Namekian
TVs in the headrest, the best no less
I'm sending lyrical buckshots, that's two to your chest
Talking celebratory shots and champagne showers
Tatted roses 'cause y'all ain't give me my flowers, yo
[Chorus]
Hunnid bands on me, I'ma take ten and throw it up (Yeah)
Dom Perignon in a bucket, go on and pour it up (Check, check)
Throw me in the game, I'ma sew it up
Ayy, throw me in the game, bitch, I'ma sew it up
Hunnid bands on 'em, I'ma take ten and throw it up (Throw it up)
Dom Perignon in a bucket, go on pour it up (Pour it up)
Yeah, throw me in the game, bitch, I'ma sew it up
Yeah, throw me in the game, I'ma sew it up
[Verse 2]
The product of Martin Lawrence and Fred Durst
Saved ya' momma time and did the drive-by up in the hearse
I'm the microphone destructor
Layin' 'em down to slumber
My opps is lackin' brain cells, huffin' a can of duster
My raps clap like gas, I spit with a vengeance
I pull up with three bitches, got me feelin like [?], yeah
I'm rockin Ralph, no Raff, my sword slash
Leavin' the instrumental cut in half
Got you steppin' back
Yo, my whip stop
But my rims keep spinnin'
Prolly draped in Stussy linen with some K-pop bitches
Yo, so roll that buddha, beachfront out in Laguna
A wavy motherfucker, bitch, I'm certified to scuba
In the Shaya, sippin' brandy and rollin that hobbit leaf
Put my momma in Prada, I know my momma proud of me
Crane style is wild, these rappers all in denial
Solid gold every time that you see Chryse smile, bitch
[Chorus]
A hunnid bands on me, I'ma take ten and throw it up (Yeah)
Dom Perignon in a bucket, go on and pour it up (Check, check)
Throw me in the game, I'ma sew it up
Ayy, throw me in the game, bitch, I'ma sew it up
A hunnid bands on 'em, I'ma take ten and throw it up (Throw it up)
Dom Perignon in a bucket, go on pour it up (Pour it up)
Yeah, throw me in the game, bitch, I'ma sew it up
Yeah, throw me in the game, I'ma sew it up
[Outro]
They found me in the woods 'cause I was raised by wolves
You wanna mess with me, you are fools
