DLC Oliver Francis

[Intro]
Ayy, yeah, yo
Ayy, yeah

[Chorus]
Can't bring a bitch home back with me
I walk in this bitch, big racks on me
I treat new cars like DLC
I treat these hoes like DLC
Can't bring a bitch home back with me
I walk in this bitch, big racks on me
I treat new cars like DLC
I treat these hoes like DLC

[Verse 1]
Paintjob look like DMT
New crossbody bag that say LV
I get real high but I don't sip lean
I'on fuck that bitch if she don't roll weed
Only rock Jordan One's and Fours
All white, pure money on all my toes
Put the trust in the gang, I don't trust these hoes
I'ma spend 100k on cigars and clothes
Lеft wrist froze, my right wrist froze
Big Backwood, I don't do pre-rolls
Pink champagnе all in my Styrofoam
Gotta put my phone on airplane mode
RS7, I don't drive no Rolls
In the RS7, I don't drive no Rolls
I'ma hit my weed, I'ma kick these flows
I'ma hit my weed, I'ma kick these flows