LV - PHOR, Valee

Yeah, yeah

They ask me what I’m doing

Nothing I’m just cooling

With two bad bitches in a two-piece tryna do me

You don’t like me?

Sue me

I don’t do the truies

Walked into the mall and spent it all you know I ball

I just bought everything Louis, everything Louis

Just bought everything Louis, everything Louis

Just bought everything Louis, everything Louis

Just bought everything Louis, everything Louis

Just bought

Look, I got a checkered shirt

I’m bout to take him to church

I just got paid on the first

Too clean to be playin in dirt

Got on this shit don’t know what it costs

I do this shit like a boss

I’m blessed so I got on the cross

This Louis you got on it costs

You know I’m the difference

I want a brand new Wraith

That means no one has driven

I am so over these bitches

They calling my phone and they trippin

I had to get lonely and distant

Nowadays I only get richer

Left out with a couple of bags

Damn I just fucked up a sack

I had to walk into Neimans because they had nothing at Saks

I shop too there’s no coming back

I got my foot on their neck

Damn I just blew through a check

I could come through in a jet

You know I do it the best

Just bought everything Louis, everything Louis

Just bought everything Louis, everything Louis

Just bought everything Louis, everything Louis

Just bought everything Louis, everything Louis

Just bought

Giorgio Armani shirt

I’m in a truck not a vert

My bitch in a Versace skirt

My bitch is not going no flirt

I got Backwoods all flavors

You know I’m rolling up

I’m driving like Kentucky Derby

I park after cone on the curb

I’m probably in Off-White the most

You probably distracted by hoes

Two racks

I got a white bitch and she play with her nose

Diamonds on top of my clothes

My left wrist froze

My inside it sound like its us

I fuck her from the back in the loft

I send her back home in a Lyft

No I’m no dropping her off

I buy you Hermés I know you like that

I spilled some Hi-Tec and then made it splash

I paint the car mat it used to be black

If you want a foreign car it costs a stack

When I’m in New York I meet on the track

When I’m at the airport I carry-on bag

she got a blue Jag

I buy you some Louis Vuitton like it’s nothing

I’m rocking some Gucci I’m treating it like nothing

I’m driving too fast, I’m lighting

My bitch rocking Gucci she in a short [?}

I’m balling but that don’t mean I’m shooting the threes

I just bought everything Louis, everything Louis

Just bought everything Louis, everything Louis

Just bought everything Louis, everything Louis

Just bought everything Louis, everything Louis

Just bought everything Louis, everything Louis

Just bought everything Louis, everything Louis

Just bought everything Louis, everything Louis

Just bought

E-e-everything everything Louis

Everything everything Louis