[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