
when you meet your god, tell him to leave me alone Savage Ga$p (Ft. Oliver Francis)
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[Intro: Oliver Francis]
Big muddy boys in the G-Class Benz
Chromed out grill with these Forgiato rims
I just hit the limit on the ATM
I just hit the limit on the ATM
[Chorus: Oliver Francis]
Big muddy boys in the G-Class Benz
Chromed out grill with these Forgiato rims
I just hit the limit on the ATM
I just hit the limit on the ATM
Big muddy boys in the G-Class Benz
Chromed out grill with these Forgiato rims
I just hit the limit on the ATM
I just hit the limit on the ATM
[Verse 1: Oliver Francis]
You will probably find me smokin' OG with some bitches
Kush in my system and EVISU on my britches
Dom. P with the OJ what we sippin'
Way that Oli cookin', turn the stu' into a kitchen
Let 'em know, rollin' in the 'Rari with a O
Sippin' alkaline water while my skin tone glow
My paint drippin' when I'm whippin', two-tone
I'm flyin' by, Porsche 944
In Okinawa smokin' potent marijuana
Fire flame spitter, turn the booth to Benihana
Head to toe in Polo, put my bitch up in some Prada
It's that pretty boy swag, like Giorno Giovanna
Rockin' Retro Ones and the AMG
This a 63 S and the paint job clean, yeah
Rollin' weed with my whole damn team
And we all livin' large, tonight it's on me, ayy
Big muddy boys in the G-Class Benz
Chromed out grill with these Forgiato rims
I just hit the limit on the ATM
I just hit the limit on the ATM
[Chorus: Oliver Francis]
Big muddy boys in the G-Class Benz
Chromed out grill with these Forgiato rims
I just hit the limit on the ATM
I just hit the limit on the ATM
Big muddy boys in the G-Class Benz
Chromed out grill with these Forgiato rims
I just hit the limit on the ATM
I just hit the limit on the ATM
[Verse 1: Oliver Francis]
You will probably find me smokin' OG with some bitches
Kush in my system and EVISU on my britches
Dom. P with the OJ what we sippin'
Way that Oli cookin', turn the stu' into a kitchen
Let 'em know, rollin' in the 'Rari with a O
Sippin' alkaline water while my skin tone glow
My paint drippin' when I'm whippin', two-tone
I'm flyin' by, Porsche 944
In Okinawa smokin' potent marijuana
Fire flame spitter, turn the booth to Benihana
Head to toe in Polo, put my bitch up in some Prada
It's that pretty boy swag, like Giorno Giovanna
Rockin' Retro Ones and the AMG
This a 63 S and the paint job clean, yeah
Rollin' weed with my whole damn team
And we all livin' large, tonight it's on me, ayy
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