Louis V

[Chorus] I put my Louis V on her, yeah, I put my Louis V on her, yeah I put my Louis V on her, yeah, I put my Louis V on her, yeah I put my check in the bag, yeah, I put my check in the bag, yeah I put my check in the bag, yeah, I put my check in the bag, yeah I put my Louis V on her, yeah, I put my Louis V on her, yeah I put my Louis V on her, yeah, I put my Louis V on her, yeah I put my check in the bag, yeah, I put my check in the bag, yeah I put my check in the bag, yeah, I put my check in the bag, yeah [Verse 1] 20 hoes in a day, yeah, I get checks when I play, yeah Don't text my phone, yeah, I get more when I'm gone, yeah I ain't tryna come home, yeah, too many bitches I've boned, yeah She give me the top and I dash, yeah, got two friends that I smash, yeah Getting drunk in the basement, I'm not feeling my placement Niggas tryna make statements, leave his ass on the pavement I stay runnin' from fake niggas, I get pound just from Tom Fillas Know I'm checkin', I been obsessed and these women still tryna cuff a nigga I make bands like Hugh Hefner, nigga I got plans to move past a nigga Lookin' around for my thread, yeah, I'm the best that you get, yeah Pay attention, my niggas talkin', all my exes be steady stalkin' Nepean gang til I'm dead and gone, I wanna be like Céline Dion [Chorus] I put my Louis V on her, yeah, I put my Louis V on her, yeah I put my Louis V on her, yeah, I put my Louis V on her, yeah I put my check in the bag, yeah, I put my check in the bag, yeah I put my check in the bag, yeah, I put my check in the bag- [Verse 2] Why'd you act like that? Why'd you cut your ties like that, yeah Why'd you diss the only nigga that could change you back, yeah I don't fear no wrong, ain't no fuckin' sing along, yeah All the kids that really tryna fuckin' ride along, yeah I'm back, been attack, still I'm takin' the whole pack Been a freak for the foreign broads, I pull up in that hatchback Subi gang, you know the kid, pretty face, yeah you know the kid All these niggas tryna get the money, I'm just tryna get a monument I got tings in my apartment, say she likin' my cardigan We locked down on this gang shit, you ain't takin' no part of it You ain't watchin no part of it, I been here since the start of it I been talkin' that cold shit, lookin' back it's just part of it [Chorus] I put my Louis V on her, yeah, I put my Louis V on her, yeah I put my Louis V on her, yeah, I put my Louis V on her, yeah I put my check in the bag, yeah, I put my check in the bag, yeah I put my check in the bag, yeah, I put my check in the bag, yeah I put my Louis V on her, yeah, I put my Louis V on her, yeah I put my Louis V on her, yeah, I put my Louis V on her, yeah I put my check in the bag, yeah, I put my check in the bag, yeah I put my check in the bag, yeah, I put my check in the bag, yeah [Outro: Namix the 3rd] Mans are still running around the city, acting like they, like they run stuff, but man, nobody knows who you are, so you gotta go Old bitch from the high school, like, you wouldn't let us smash, seen? But now, when you know, mans got her money up, you, you know, you tryna hit us up in the DM, like, you know, you ain't gettin' no dick now bitch, hell yeah