paroles de chanson Louie V - Lorde Looted feat. LIL MONYUN

Uh uh
Yea yea
Uh uh
Yea yea
Uh uh
It's looted gang
Gang gang yea yea
It's looted gang
Gang gang yea yea yea

It's just us it's just you and me
Yea I think I love you girl what you do me
She don't want the Michael Kors she want Louie V
Buss Down got baguetties for the jewelry
Countin racks start dancing like im kooda b
Push to start up the foreign ion need a key
Slidin dwn opp black they like who is he
Mask on they don't know who the shoota be
In the trap I never leave I feel like I'm lumidee
A nigga gone off the perks took like 2 or 3
Big racks stack em tall shits like 8'3
Big facts I got some shit try play me
Choppa gone make a beat just like tay keith
Pull up in his face like I'm KD
I don't get like that unless you make me
I ain't chasin no bitch she gotta chase me
Yuh
I just left the trap but now I'm back at it
Nigga Can't get enough Ima trap addict
Doin numbers like I'm good with the
Mathematics
Nigga known to flip packs like it's acrobatics
Started in the basement now I'm in the attic
Keep glizzy in case a nigga get erratic
I'm on point wit the heat feel like goran dragic
And my bitch down to ride she wanna hold the ratchet
All these billes In my Jeans I feel like micheal Jackson
I finesse for the racks got em off the backend
What you want what you need I can make it happen
Real calm wit the drip lite fendi fashion
I put water in my wrist that shit started splashing
I know that boi is a snitch he ain't wit the action
Do the dash in the V almost tore the traction
If you run up you get done up gunna get the blastin

Flipping shit like its five guys
Staked out got me watching for my allies
Get it out get it sold like the kiosk
Stick out stinging shit like a bee hive
Diamonds on me yea they wet might suba dive
Try and take it off my neck ain't no relive
What the stick or the glock let you decide
Niggas coming at ya head like a hairline
Sky zone trap jumpin call it trampoline
Micheal Jackson moon walkin in my billie jeans
Friday no lock doors can't get between
She eat the dick up for breakfast call it jimmy dean
You gon known for slang in iron like I'm billie bean
Bad bitch wanna be on the winning team
I connect wit ya bitch like xfinity
Matte black scat pack no infiniti
Put a rollie on I'm in a different time zone
Yes these diamonds yea they real not rhinestones
These bitches fallin on me like they pinecones
You think I'm home alone but these clocks in my home
Try and rob me that some shit that I don't condone
My name ain't kevin got no heart you can't ride along
Yea I'm drinking on that henny I don't do patron
Shoot em one time in his head got his mind blown
Fuck bitches changing hoes like I change my clothes
I learn to talk what I speak talk what I know
Might turn my name to danny I just wanna ghost
Bitches hittin up my phone say I do the most
No social media nigga I ain't worried bout a post
I keep a burner run up on me and ya ass toast
Might get shot at the shell if you try to post
Taking all these meds praying I don't overdose