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Chris Paul with the ball I like to score
I buy my bitch some Louis she buying me Michael Kor
Niggas know that I'ma get to the check
I'm one of the few

Yeah, never knew what I was trying to become
Feelin so fly, got my girl louis vuitton, yeah
All the times I spend, worrying at night
Distracted by

askin' me how I did it, "I'm just him"
I put ten cars in an eight car garage
I'm really gettin' money, and the thing that's funny is the haters just sit

said it, I'd rather go bite me a bullet and end in a grave
Imma just work on the music, the joint and the paper is all the time i'll ever give
I don gave

Michael Jackson and harden

I'm on a level
Fuck all the watches and Ice on the Bezel
Life should give me a medal
Almost lost my life
I kept it moving no
I

don't know which one getting called
I want it all, the money, the clothes, and the cars
I got ten new whips in my garage
I got a lil foreign bitch give me

assassins
I'm always late with the fashion
Teacher gave me an L, that's fantastic
VS diamonds on me, look how they flashing
Rocking Saint Laurent, I guess

Coupe
(Whoo)
Take you back to the 80’s
Run me up
My whole forty (Run)
Seen twelve
I Ran a forty (Gone)
Bad vibe my lil shorty
I Smash
I’m gone by

more rings
Diamonds dancing on me bling bling
Live it up nigga 
Move as one that's the bro code
We all we got that's the G code
Live a life sharper than

You know me i be fucking on a bunch of lil bitches
Ridin round blattanooga go to work for my bitches
When you see me better know that im all about

heat
Go home, bad bitch in my sheets
Take off designers on my feet
That Louis V, I hop in the bed
She said fuck her old dude, he a fiend
Bitches work for

chick she gotta give me space
She said I'm always with my entourage like Vinny Chase 

Chilling on the street
Rolling round with some niggas 
Wearing

smelled the dope 
She gonn let me poke 
When she see the coat 
I control remote 
When she give me throat 
So how y’all float like a boat I coast 
Every beat

niggas wit me is the hood life but it’s fuck niggas imma do it all that’s the good life from a young age understood life it’s cruel life man I never heard

me crazy
My Gucci my Louis My Fendi My Baby
My Cartier Watch in a light show amazing
3 grams of You the euphoria wavy
You that designer shit we been

tent
St Louis, four seasons, by Radisson
Been in both places this year plus I had a kid
My first daughter, I ain’t wrote a word towards her
Not that I

vivid images
Where I'm livin' in a big unknown
I had a ticket to the very beginning
And I figured that I should give it a go
Well it's all my fault

play , Florida Raised , yeah, these Jits be wildin
Yeah, I stand on my own, yeah, I stand on the island
Louis down, 10K drip, find me a stylist
Gotta

of alligator

Only thing that turn me on is a m’f sack
When I leave the crib they say I’m lookin like a snack
Now I got the wallet to match my Louis bag
invest

a relay at school
Pass the baton
Give me the word don't need Louis Vuitton
No Gucci Armani Dior or Prada
If God don't provide it I don't need it nah
I slip

to the youth like a relay at school
Pass the baton give me The Word
Don't need Louis Vutton
No Gucci Dior Armani or Prada
If God don't provide it I don't need it

eyes
Baby girl damn you bad, how you sleep well at night (So fine)
Dripping Chanel, Louis V by her side, independent as hell
She a, she a freak, she

Laboratory The affect
Mix it in
Purple colors
Sip this shit direct
Let me in
Don't need friends
Jus give me the stamp
Hopefully they love this shit
I

still suck a dick bitch I'm crack amico

I'm off a dab and ur man sober
Give me hella head like im dan soder
I'm a spookshow feel me crossing over
Me