Oliver Francis - $pla$h Hou$e Lyrics

I might turn up on your bitch ass mane
Cloudboys, $pla$h Hou$e bitch

Splash House
Hit the blunt and pass out
Take your bitch and smash her
Turn that check and cash out
Cash up, splash out
Something like a trap-star
Moving weight real quick
Something like NASCAR
NASCAR, racing
Throwing big faces
Never face it
Seven grams in the grey Swisher
Straight to the face
20/20 no lasik
Shit (Splash gang)
Spilt lean on my shit
Turn up, bass quick
Getting top from a gay bitch
GTA shit
On a tropical vacation
On my right wrist
'Saci on my left wrist
Hundred fifty K
Diamonds dancing on my necklace
She gon' pop that pussy and she look like Lucy Liu
I've been serving bars I've been trapping out the school (Xanax)
Hit the Boulevard copped my girl then Jimmy Choo
Popping xanny bars and I look like Tom Cruise
I got that sac of dro
I look like Leo DiCaprio
I smoke another ho
You fuck around and I'm letting my hammer blow
Holding the hammer though
Like I'm Hannibal
I turn that crack into capital
I turn the rap into capital
See the trap boys on the ten o'clock news
Sipping Fruity Pebbles
Double cup smoking fruit loops
In the Range Rover
I might drop the fucking moon roof
Mixing up the lean with a couple shots of Grey Goose
Surfer boy flow
Bitch I gotta hang loose
Bitch I tell the police "Fuck you!" (Fuck the police)
Yeah, I don't ever sleep, thirty clip on my night stand
All my underwear say Ralph on the waistband
Playing Space Jam
Fuck around and get the Space Jam
Go ham
Got the white I'm a snowman
Pockets on swole
Wrists froze man
She say "Can I smoke?" I say "Duh bitch, go ahead"

I might turn up on your bitch ass mane
Splash christ
Tell her Ay, ay, ay
Splash gang
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Woo, woo
Turn up, turn up
Splash gang