Look at my neck shine (ice) Look at my wrist shine, chyeah (ooh) I just be smoking up dope, chyeah Louis down head to my toe, chyeah I just might buy the store, chyeah Look at my neck shine, chyeah (ice) Look at my wrist shine, chyeah Fuck a bitch two

Trap, trap, trap, trap I've been riding 'round in a coupe Trapped out in a coupe Riding 'round witcha boo Louis on, Jimmy Choo's Yeah I'm faded, yeah she faded Riding 'round through the city All these hundreds and fifties

Well, I'm out of Alabama, down to Louisiana Halfway 'bout to New Orleans Yeah, I'm leaning on my Chevy Rolling through the levees trying to get to where I wanna be That's where I reckon I can finally put myself at ease Check my life there at the border

Walkin' on the beat, yeah We feel the love and we are not ashamed I'ma wake up to my nakedness 'Cause I'm walkin' on the beat, yeah Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Naked when the beat drops Closer, closer We are the people, we are the people We are the people of

Perfect timing, yeah Me and Metro don't need help Mail a pint to myself Flew a pornstar to ATL Louie Goyard belt Buy everything on the rack Buy everything on the shelf I make you mad, I can tell Watch full of diamonds, yeah (bling)

Hey, there's no we without you and I Oohh, da du du du du Ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh If we tried that we could be Somewhere the climate is warm, long as you around me I swear that everything will be just fine I wish that we could take some time Go anywhere,

PJ takin' off and I ain't stoppin', no Louis V belts, Louis V on my walls Never fear what's on my lens, I see fugazi I'm a street nigga and I stay faded Never worked in a gym, but I weighed it Back on the Forbes, shit crazy (Yeah) I make more than Dwyane

I'm a white black candy, yeah And I'm with you, I'ma go in your body Put on you some Louis swag Everything that you are I'ma Gucci Gucci gang Tu vas bomber à Gucci gang Plein de mala à Gucci gang Tu vas couler à Gucci gang Gucci Gucci gang, gang

Sans queue ni tête, Pas de chapeau, pas de braguette, Pas de braguette, Pas de braguette. On aime les gens et on les tue, pan! Ah oui, vraiment, l'amour est amusant. Les vaches qu'on aime, on les mange quand même. Ah oui, vraiment, l'amour, c'est tout un

Lilo, ah lilo Ton regard m'a tétanisé, ton fessier m'a brutalisé (putain de merde) Je veux que tu twerkes dans le binks (oui) Je veux que tu twerkes dans le binks (bébé), quand tu n'as plus rien à faire J'ai plus le temps pour la guerre (bébé), je revois