[Intro]

Got a Glock, yuh

Olivia, Olivia, Olivia

Six shots, yuh

Olivia, Olivia, Olivia

Yuh

Olivia, Olivia, Olivia

Woah, yuh

Olivia, Olivia, Olivia

(Cloud Nine)

[Chorus]

Olivia, Olivia, Olivia

Got a Glock, yuh

Olivia, Olivia, Olivia

Six shots, yuh

Olivia, Olivia, Olivia

Yuh, yuh

Olivia, Olivia, Olivia

Woah

[Verse]

We gon’ run up that bag

How you gon’ lie straight to my face

Yuh, that pussy boy he mad

I cannot lack, I go hit a jugg

I’m getting that bread i’m up like a bird

You keep talking down you feel like Drey Thompson

Put him in the trash, aye

Your bitch wanna do me like that, oh

Yuh, she in my head

That pussy ass bitch know what I can’t do

That bitch still on my cock

Yuh, he talking that shit he gon’ get a cap

I don’t even fuck with that bitch that’s a fact

Yeah, fuck that bitch she talking some wack

Talking that shit but boy where is you at

[Chorus]

Olivia, Olivia, Olivia

Got a Glock, yuh

Olivia, Olivia, Olivia

Six shots, yuh

Olivia, Olivia, Olivia

Yuh, yuh

Olivia, Olivia, Olivia

Got a Glock, yuh

Olivia, Olivia, Olivia

Six shots, yuh

Olivia, Olivia, Olivia

Yuh

Olivia, Olivia, Olivia

Woah, yuh

Olivia, Olivia, Olivia

[Outro]

We gon’ run up that bag

How you gon’ lie straight to my face

Yuh, that pussy boy he mad

I cannot lack, I go hit a jugg

I’m getting that bread i’m up like a bird

You keep talking down you feel like Drey Thompson

Put him in the trash