Tru$T Oliver Francis

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[Intro]
Yeah, ayy

[Chorus]
When I'm in LA
I do not know who I can trust
When I'm in CoMo
It's everybody show me love
When I'm in Houston
I smack that ass and throw it up
I really do this, yeah, I really do this
When I'm in LA (Yeah)
I do not know who I can trust
When I'm in CoMo (In CoMo)
It's everybody show me love
When I'm in Houston (In Houston)
I smack that ass and throw it up (I do this)
I really do this (I do this), yeah, I really do this (I really do this)

[Verse]
I think I feel myself (I feel myself)
I snag yo' bitch and then we dip
We get the In-N-Out (The In-N-Out)
I'm rollin' Swishers in the whip (Yeah)
My tires burnin' out
Sippin' and we swervin' now (We swervin')
And my lil' bih got her (Ayy, yeah) hands all over my Fendi belt
(It's Fendi, Bitch)
My foreign sittin' low (It's sittin' low)
And who the fuck put all they friends (Ayy) in every video? (In every video)
I'm smokin' big green (Ayy) every day, I call it Billie Joe (Green Day)
Young Leo DiCaprio (Ooh, turn up, turn up)
My wrist on ten below (Ooh)
Flow so wet like Gyarados (Yeah, ooh)
Ayy, I just pull up in a Bentley (Yeah)
Girl look like Christina Ricci (Ooh)
Rollin' my dope in the front seat (Yeah)
Smokin' that gas and we never on empty (Uh)
Record labels tryna tempt me (Tempt me)
Weed and bitches complimentary (Ayy)
How I did it again like I'm Britney? (Yeah)
Bitch, I been ballin' like Wembley

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