LOUIS VUITTON Yus Gz

[Intro]
Grrah, grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah, like
(Cut it off, Frost)
F.E.B. got niggas in they bag
Louis V, sell 'em slatt
Grrah, like, grrah, grrah
They on my dick, so I know that they mad
Grrah, nigga said they back
Grrah, grrah
Beat every beat, got niggas in they bag
Niggas mad

[Chorus]
She want Chanel, so we coppin' the bag
Louis step, I really could brag
Dump on the check and I'm gettin' it back
Louis Vuitton, shit cost me a pack
Got a beam on the— shh, and it's deeper than rap
Taco (Grrah), that boy is a tat'
Taco (Grrah), my demons attack
Slide in the dark, they don't know where we at
Pack 'em, gang
Bitch, you sit in the back
Shorty be buggin', she gotta relax
She a smoochie, I gotta pass
Beat up the box, lеave that bitch in the cab
She not bougiе, I want her back
She want the loot, give her the bag
Card too flash, could dump on the jatt'
Big F.E.B., got niggas in they bag
(Cheeks, cheeks)