Ssppllaasshhiinn Songtext
von Oliver Francis

Moncler coat ′cause yo' boy′s so cold (so cold)
G-Class and I'm sitting on Chrome (on Chrome)
OG Kush and Le Labo cologne (ooh, yeah)
Switch it up with some Dior Homme (some Dior)
Oli got 'em froze, foot on they throat (ah-yeah)
Or I′m on the couch prolly blowin′ weed smoke, yeah
Same city with my day ones
And we still sippin' white Styrofoam

Rocking Retro Ones right now, SB Dunks right now
Sippin′ two cups right now, throw a lil' cash up, yeah
Midwest tough, whole city gon′ show me love
I'm in this bitch, it′s still my friends
Boy, watch your step, just cleaned these kicks, ah-yeah (oh)
You ain't splash like this, Aimé Leon on my New Balance


I'm smokin′ strawberry hibiscus (I′m smokin')
Five finger plate with a biscuit, uh (ah-yeah)
I took the flow and I switched it, oh (I switched it)
I′m out in Tokyo driftin' (skkrt, skrrt)
I just bе shiftin′, I'm in the skyline (oh, yeah)
Fuck who you bettin′ on, pussy, it's my timе
Eatin' sushi and sippin′ on Mai Tai (yeah-yeah)
Made a million and didn′t need no lifeline, nah, nah (ay)

I lost a couple phones in the jacuzzi
I take the Polo and mix it with Stussy
I just wake up and I put on my jewelry, yeah-yeah, ay
We ten and O, we undefeated, ay (we undefeated)
Yeah, y'all want the glory but lil′ boy, I need it

Just a lil' insight into my life (my life)
Rollin′ up Kush and I'm chillin′ with Chryse
He might just drop like 3k in the Sprite
Ten bands on me, boy, that's just some light (some light)
Fuckin' with us but you know it′s on sight
Try your whole life, never get this nice (no way)
Say I ain′t nice with the pen and the mic
Boy, worry 'bout you, I′m just livin' my life


Boy, I go shopping for shoes all the time
I run it up, I need three in my size
Polo and Tommy, I′m rockin' ′em both
I wouldn't be shit if I ain't had my bros
Sippin′ champagne with this acai bowl
Ain′t nothin' stop me from hittin′ my goals
I'm watching Kiki′s Delivery Service
I'm driven, I′m swervin', I'm all in the rolls

People gon′ talk, man, shit gon′ change
It don't make me feel no type of way
Beach boy, surfing on this beat like a wave
New Chanel frames, bust down chains
Pretty boy swag, you ain′t do it like me
Sauce like this some' they can′t teach
All in my DMs, he all 'bout a feat
Skrrtin′ off clean in the 350Z

Grip the mic and I'ma hold my nuts
I'm sippin′ Malibu rum out a coconut
Break the Backwood down and I roll the Runtz
Stay smokin′ blunts, yeah-yeah
I came a long way up out the Cutlass, lil' bitch, I love it
Cold champagne in this bucket
I always knew that one day I′d be somethin'
If you got that feelin′ then you gotta trust it, yeah

(Ah-yeah, ah-yeah)
(Ah-yeah, ah-yeah)
(If you got that feelin' then you gotta trust it)