BTC - Olé Olé

Olé Olé
The way her hips sway is insane
Okay okay
Like babe won't you come my way
Let's roll up a plane
Lean back in Saint Tropez
We can fly out today
Where's my manners
That's s'il vous plaît
Ayyy
Olé Olé
The way her hips sway is insane
Okay okay
Like babe won't you come my way
Let's roll up a plane
Lean back in Saint Tropez
We can fly out today
Where's my manners
That's s'il vous plaît
Ayyy

Why you baiting the chase
I'm making my fate
Like I tie my shoe by the lace
Off White drip
I cop these kicks
For all of the scheming
I repelled for a bit
I've been a sinner
I can admit
Graft all day
Then blow your profit
Liers, Messiahs
They're all prophets
I'm laying it down
A real artist
Watch me switch this flow
Hit hit this note
Cause this shit I wrote
I'm right past it
Invoke Equitum
He's the hardest
Slayed this beat
And we Grafted
At your last supper
I want the last sip
You got crucified
Who's this guy?
Is he Lucified?
I'm not asking
Because we come a long way by the margin
Bryn I please beg your pardon
Invite demons out
Sparkling
I need a Señorita
Not a diva diva
Smoke tiva tiva
Get her leaner leaner
Like Pisa Pisa
When I tease her tease her
Wrapped up
That's fucked
Gassed up
On a feature
You're not a G
And we just won't need ya
You're a snake in disguise
Not a preacher
I never kneel to Saints
But now I'm in Laurent
That's bribing your way through Jesus

Olé Olé
The way her hips sway is insane
Okay okay
Like babe won't you come my way
Let's roll up a plane
Lean back in Saint Tropez
We can fly out today
Where's your manners
That's s'il vous plaît
Ayyy

Swedish on my wrist
Near miss
Retract that bit
I meant to say Swiss
Tag your it
When bro come calling
I done my bit
Patterned the strip
And I didn't get nicked
All of the Sinning
I reppelled for a bit
Ended up serving
Such a hypocrite
Trappin magic and ancient scripts
All
Out here
Just tryna get rich
Invoke ghosts
Just to keep out a snitch
Praying in Prada
She must be a Witch
If you go broke
You ain't matching the fit
Alla these habits
Just check out the Drip
Cost me a Quid
That's closer to six
Looking for Saturn
I'm praying at six
Head in the stars
And I'm feeling so lit
Houston my problem is they won't commit
Chance after chance
I gave about six
Legit
Shit
No apologies
Like Socrates
Know thyself
You ain't super
In Metropolis
Good quality
Over quantity
I want them
Thighs
Extra size
Horizontally
Don't bother me
About Monopoly
When I've made it
Serenade it
In my property
I do it properly
With sovereignty
Do it properly
With sovereignty

Olé Olé
The way her hips sway is insane
Okay okay
Like babe won't you come my way
Let's roll up a plane
Lean back in Saint Tropez
We can fly out today
Where's my manners
That's s'il vous plaît
Ayyy

Written by:
Bryn Mitchell

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