Louie V Lyrics

Name Taken - Hold On For Your Dearest Life Lyrics

Louie V by YoungBoy Never Broke Again




Louie V
(Ayo E Go Krazy)
(ISM)
(This a Trvilll cook up)

Huh, Louis V on my jacket, I need to go black in most my clothes (My clothes)
I don't even wanna chill if bad hoes ain't involved (Ain't involved)
And I don't give not one f**k 'bout what these niggas think at all (Nah)
Uppin' it up, I don't need no Adderall

She bought a bag from MaxField, she know how to handle the sack well
Give a f**k 'bout a critic, suck a dick, tell 'em all, "Go to Hell"
I got sick, now I'm never gon' fail
Pull her hair, and I smack on her tail
I'm the sh*t, b**ch, I'm poppin', see me swag, don't you copy
Pull up in that Rocky with red coated nails
Huh, b**ch, come give your all to me (Uh, Benz, G-Wagon)
I'm drippin', I'm up in this motherf**kin' Thrasher
Set trippin', I'm up in this motherf**ker, thrashin'
I'ma shoot at them dudes (Brrt, baow), 'cause they doin' all that flaggin' (They doin' all that flaggin')
Hold on, YB, you movin' too cool
And I run the league like I'm John Madden
Yeah, CELINE, bad b**ch (Oh), I dress her up in Pucci too (Wow-wow)
Shoot that crew, know they do that dude
Ho, you got me naked, now eat your food (Wow-wow)
I'm gonna buy her white gold (Wow)
Get your b**ch for to go up and down on the pole (Wow-wow)
I'm active around this b**ch, yeah, I smack on her ass tell her put up her phone (Oh, wow-wow)

Huh, Louis V on my jacket, I need to go black in most my clothes
I don't even wanna chill if bad hoes ain't involved (Bad hoes ain't involved)
And I don't give not one f**k 'bout what these niggas think at all (Don't care what you think, at all)
Uppin' it up, I don't need no Adderall




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