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Yo
All these people talking about Versace
Talking about Gucci
Talking about Louis V
You're leaving one very iconic Australian brand out

niqqa
Hustler never tell a lie customer
Am selling to your friends louis villle
Confident to kill a niqqa by the beam
No stress Zero press

And The way i

caught up by the law
Free my guys locked behind that wall
And your money short
My shit sitting tall ouu
Chanel and Fendi girl you get it all ouu
Tell your

you need her
Keep the pistol, Louis V belt by the sneakers
She don't fuck with FILA cause
She a Fashionista
Working in the AM & be ballin' by

I got Gucci Louis Prada she got Fenty and Von Dutch
I ain't playing with no models I ain't paying for no slut
Okay let's go I ain't paying hoe put

With my feet up
By the shoreline
Trust you ain't smoking like me
Unless you know a grower
I knocked ya bitch
Fucked her once
Now I act like
I don't know

call me up say: "I miss you soo"
But I miss the drugs even more
Number Nine, Louis V on me
Men in black outside standing by my door

by like Gwen Stacy
Swing by like Gwen Stacy 
Shawty fine like Emma Stone 
Calling my phone 

I Slid to the scene
She wave and say hey 
Got bands in my

Chozen
Written and performed by Derrell

It took me a while to learn 
That I can't hold others to the same standards
That I hold myself too
And I

Watch ya circle 
In Louis V like what happened to Virgil ?
When you got money that's when they gone hurt you 
When it start raining that's when they

Trap all night then come back home and I cook for sis
Moved out here for a better life, now look at the life we live
Still we'll make it out the block by

gargle my nuts like it in her mouth
I can tell by the vibe she wants to fuck me
Louis Vuitton used to be dusty
Now I got me a Maison Margiela bitch
Soon

You can never change me nigga I am a demon
And I pull up with iron I ain't talking Stark
Louis V on the drip Lamborghini the car
If he look at me funny

an Uzi
This real fire rap, walk into it, it's so gooey
They say that I can't rap, so I whip 'em with my Louis
Do not step into my way, cuz right then i'll

going on a jet ride I'm so fly
The new Louis on my left side
Taro Ishida when I walk by
Diamonds say hi
Right slide to the left side left side
Fly high

don't, it go get ugly (It go get ugly)
They go say whatever they want, but they won't touch me (No way)
And I be wearing Louis Vuitton, I'm feeling lovely

me by you, bring you close that's cool
Know what to do, when I'm with you
Pouring my brew, Kan-Pai my fool
Dress in Dior, mix Versace too
Louis

sipping wock you sipping booze
Walk in the club the bitches choose
I am not playing playing by the rules
Don't worry bout a thing it's all gone be better
I

I'm haunted by the man that I used to be
I laid him in the tomb with some Louis V
He answered all my prayers on the rosary
He made me feel so little

(Gone)
Out in public
Got my Glock all in that Louis V (Louis V)
My favorite weapon when I'm steppin'
That Glock 23 (23)
Got VVS's in my mouth so it costs

Yeah he died bout a bitch that had Just tried to leave
Riding round wit a Stick
Case a Nigga want heat
Lil buddy got kilt by a tweet
Louis shoes 2

It's time to go meet
I pull up into the spot with Louis V
Yea I'm trying get some game but I know it's not free
Nigga know you a lame and you know

Yeah
Yeah
Bitch im in that jet
Bitch my bro don't got no self respect
I keep 2 guns by my side
I got VS round my neck
I could fuck yo bitch all night

reminiscing missing them days
When I'm chilling with my cuz
What
In LA
Aye

When I thought Yves Saint Laurent was Louis Vuitton
Eve ain't a saint
No, she hit