Oliver Francis – Dreamcast lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse]
How I'm lapping rappers when I started out in last place
Orange Honda prelude orange peels in my ash tray
Money count it- count it up
It make sure that my cash straight
Money count it- count it up
It make sure that my cash woah
Don't confuse the rappers, bunch of loser rappers
I'mma shark against a bunch of barracuda rappers
You the type to see some shiny shit and bite the hook
You the type to let a team of writers do your hooks, yeah
Polo bear all on my bed sheets
Rurouni Kenshin with the blade motherfucker don't ever test me
Nowadays my bank account it got a couple zeroes
Ice cream sneakers mix it with the baby Milo
In the tall grass laid back starring at the lil' dipper
This a tale smoke a L, sip a little liquor
Ralph lauren head to toe, my closet full of ponies
I’m cannon to the game now you can call it Broly
Sit back playing SEGA Dreamcast
My diamonds playing freeze tag in the G class
I give a fuck about some Louis or Balenciaga
I love my Polo Ralph Laurens smelling like nag champa
I'm with the blue hair shorty she look just like sailor Mercury
How she give the top and at the same time she gon twerk for me
We get in the jet and we took that bitch to Germany
Pull up smelling like the pack when I could burn my currency


[Chorus]
You know my blunts won't stop [?] over the beach
Break it down, then I reach for the Backwood leaf
Close my eyes, let the tide wash over my feet
And when we smoke, man, I'm feeling complete
You know my blunts won't stop [?] over the beach
Break it down, then I reach for the Backwood leaf
Close my eyes, let the tide wash over my feet
And when we smoke, man, I'm feeling complete
Yeah, yo