breezy

francis, oliver

in my palace tri-ferg

flow cold as an iceberg

chillin'

smoking on this lemonade

on the beach posted in the shade

i take a pull off the swisher sweet

i let the tide wash over my feet

the sun sets up over the beach

as i burn the marijuana leaf

i got these bitches goin' crazy

they goin' crazy

and all you rappers is fugazi

your lyrics lazy

i'm lookin' wavy

i'm wavy

my shit is molten

could call it moltres

i'm ballin'

finesse yo bitch and put her in some dolce

you see me

i'm looking breezy

i'm smokin' seaweed

you need me

i'm rollin' three deep up in the two-seat

i'm glo'd up in the rover

i'm sippin' syrup in my soda

i'm smokin' doja

i'm smokin' doja

pretty boy swag

yeah

i'm back up in this bitch

with a whole gang of pretty ladies packed up in this bitch

we been sippin' act up in this bitch

smokin' backwoods

back to back to back up in this bitch

get it crackin' in this bitch

never lackin' in this bitch

smokin' backwoods back to back to back up in this bitch

ain't no fitted's man

it's only polo caps up in this bitch

smokin' backwoods back to back to back up in this bitch