Lyrics Sucker Free Sundays - Oliver Francis

Sucker Free Sundays

Ay yeah
Direct flights yeah, my blunt rolled tight
Got a crib on the water, we smokin' loud all night
It’s a sucker free Sunday, everyday Friday
Sippin' on this Bombay, I do this shit my way
Celebratory shots, that shit happen a lot
Everyday a new accomplishment, pull up in a drop
Smoking weed on the yacht, lil' bitch I’m doing the most
The Mid-west be in my heart, but I got a thing for the coast
Smoking big dope on big boats, you watch how I float (Do I float)
Burning' blunts in the whip, watch where you askin' your shit (I blow smoke)
My blonde baby be clueless, but man that ass is a ten (A ten)
Leather my interior, that OG kush is the scent
I just copped me a Porsche, and I put my girl in a Benz (Bitch)
Summertime in your eyes, lil' shawty know she a ten
That vacay cost a couple K, but it ain’t no thang boy
Board the plane shawty what you say, I ain’t playing games
Talkin', me and you, uhh (Me and you)
Ocean views (Ooh)
Rolling that Lemon cookie, and chilling by the pool
Twist it up and keep it lit, lil' shawty my honey dip
Who talking shit?
Hit 'em with that Kaio-Ken times ten (Kaio-Ken!)
Summertime shine in your eyes, when I fly by (Skrt skrt)
Pull up clean as fuck, Paul Walker with the Skyline (Skrrt)
Phantom with the stars in the roof (In the roof)
Tropicana ballin' one hundred percent juice (Bitch)
On a balcony chillin' and sippin' on Pina Colada
Smokin' somethin' potent and it come straight from the tropics
In my Tommy boxers, I’m the trendin' topic
Shawty hit the wood and then she take off like a rocket
Yeah, girl your complexion is golden
We on the beach and we rollin', this marijuana is potent
That vacay cost a couple K, but it ain’t no thang boy
Board the plane shawty what you say, I ain’t playing games
Bitch
Bad little bitty, who can roll my weed up
Ridin' front seat Lamborghini, with her feet up
Baby everything that we say, stay between us
Baby everything that we say, stay between us
Bad little bitty, who can roll my weed up
Ridin' front seat Lamborghini, with her feet up
Baby everything that we say, stay between us
Baby everything that we say, stay between us
Sean Don sippin'
I got scratch, I got chicken
Boy the way my shit be knockin', prolly got the CD skippin'
I just pull up in a Civic, with the sixth stick exchanger
Blacked out Fazos, underground angels (Jordans)
Hundreds with the fifties, I like smoking icky sticky
Uh, pull up solo dolo, skrt off with some bitches with me (Sk-sk-skrt)
I just pull up to your city, got your bitty fucking with me
She was all up in my DM’s, tryna let me see some tiddies
Top back, feeling breezy
How I made this shit look easy
Bitch I’m betta' now than eva
I’ma call the Big Wheezy
I’m a beast, I’m a dog, I’m a motherfucking menace
With some rich blonde bitches, from the valley playin' tennis
Bitch I’m betta than eva, my interior leather
Now I got the high ground, I look like Ewan Mcgreggor
We smoking hash and playing smash
I’m in some Bape just like I’m Diddy Kong
I just hit the jeweller, bitch I flooded out my joy-cons
Feel like Kylie Jenner got them feelings, in the list
Prolly sucking on my dick, while I was twistin' up the spliff
Prolly rockin' Louboutin, while she be waterin' my houseplants
Skrt off in the 'rari, my lil' shawty hit the shmoney dance
Hop up by the Porsche, then I jump up in the jet (Skrt!)
Come in clutch
Ooh, spit that PK fire like I’m Ness (PK fire!)
Your boys is smoking dope, in a Jacuzzi with the jets
Uh, Ice all on my wrist
Vaporeon VVS, bitch
Bad little bitty, who can roll my weed up
Ridin' front seat Lamborghini, with her feet up
Baby everything that we say, stay between us
Baby everything that we say, stay between us
Bad little bitty, who can roll my weed up
Ridin' front seat Lamborghini, with her feet up
Baby everything that we say, stay between us
Baby everything that we say, stay between us