Lyrics:
don't look right I put it on the scale (put it on the scale)
I'm fresh up out of county I'm too rich for jail (I'm too fuckin' rich)
Louis kicks, I
Baby what you sippin let me get it
I've been going for a minute
I don't really think that I can back out
Let me see you bust it how you split it
Hold
There Comes the time to help a friend
Or be loyal to your love and to prove to them
That no matter the weather you will always shine for them
no matter
scared, call that reverend
Boy, I'm drinkin', get my brain right
Armand de Brignac, gangster wife
Louis sheets, he sweat it out like washrags, he wear it
Take her makeup off and she look way different
Now let me see you work out, I love it when you work out
In the hood I issue work out, I'm sorry we
I’m hopin this dont fly by night, fly by night/ and all these lights when they shine so bright, fly by night/fly by night and all these fans that I hold
the right path for a worthy Fin
LOVE to my kin
Yeah
Meet me down by the crossroad
Down where the sun go
Down By that rugged cross roads Where my story will
of cake
Fell in love with making mistakes
Just trying to get it out the way
Too many chains like a slave
I know I ain't going my hardest
I'm flying this
can tell that you in love from that lil face you making
I just might take you out my trap and put you on vacation
Tell me yo destination
Girl you
no faking it with me
It ain't no faking with me
I done taught her how to get them bands up
Now she hold my mind for ransom
I done pulled up foreigned
, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
And I don't stop, until I squirt
Jeans skirt butt-naked it all work
Gotta love ma little
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
Hold on
(My soul is on)
Can I stay with you?
Make it easy for me
You are the most selfish kind
Nevermind what I need
Water's crashing
Road
Hold on
(My soul is on)
Can I stay with you?
Make it easy for me
You are the most selfish kind
Nevermind what I need
Water's crashing
Road
the filling out
Cause at the end of the day
Gotta get her a Louis bag
I don't know, how much i had to sell for my show
In the Islands of Seychelles
I can't
niggas ain't matching my game
Designer rocker got the chain
Step out the door, brand new kicks, with a new typa fade
I'm tryna get hot by the day
Me and my
the glock tight, that's right
That's for the jackers at the spotlight, watch 'em
To live and die in the streets of New York
We gettin' by, pumpin' diesel
wood like a surfboard
I ain't say this was easy, I worked for it
Buy her Fendi, Givenchy and Dior
I done ran up a sack, but I need more
Hold up,
She so loyal
That why she so spoiled
Juice box wap squirting out oil
Treats me like a king
I nicknamed her Royal
Planted a seed of love and it grew
just with it for sure
All of these goofies is bitches I know
In love with this life and the way that it treat me
If you try to take it from me Imma blow
make it all right, yeah yeah
All of my diamonds they bite
All of my bitches they bite, yeah yeah
We never talking on Skype, I fly her out for the night,
sleeping
Never once have I looked for hand out
I used to sit in a trap house freezing
Now the loui bags full up with bands now
Sat in this brand new merc
Have you ever heard the tale of
The noblest of gentlemen rose up from squalor
Tall, dark, and decked out in custom-made regalia
Smellin' like
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