LV Smoke
Yeah
Super (Uh), Fly check the Lou-va's
Louie V check from the boot up (yeah)
Did his thing, gotta shoot him(yeah)
Been playin too nice gotta rude up,(aye)
Treat me like a Louie connoisseur (yeah)
Killed the game now I gotta suit up, (yeah)
Prayin that the devil don't do us, (yeah)
Did he do us
Ah (Shit)
Brand new whip bought the same last year
Most yall talk I ain't seein' what I hear
Balled on the tape I ain't talkin bout Aquille
Quiet in the room but I'm standin right here
Came for the one but she left with the 3
I dont like to kill less it came with a beat
Y'all be on the gram with the shits goin off
Then you get caught with the shits somethings off
(yeah)
The reef
Thats why I ain't seen with them
I dont even speak with them
You better keep peace with them
Or you ain't gon sleep for real
My niggas blow heat for real
And shit can get deep for real
(Yea)
This shit for real, man
Yeah
Super (Uh), fly check the Lou-va's
Louie V check from the boot up,(yeah)
Did his thing, gotta shoot him (yeah)
Been playin' too nice gotta rude up,(aye)
Treat me like a Louie connoisseur (yeah)
Killed the game now I gotta suit up, (yeah)
Prayin that the devil don't do us, (yeah)
Did he do us
Ah (Shit)
I ain't tryna talk what you say bruh
I ain't gon' leave till I lay one (yeah)
Brought her to the room shit was A1 (yeah)
You ain't no boss till' you face one, (yeah)
Ain't as fly as me with a cape on, (yeah)
I ain't tryna die where I came from (yeah)
She just wanna fuck that ain't really what I need
Talk like Jhene but she lookin' like Ri
Ass she a lil freak (yeah)
Diamonds so sharp make me bleed, (yeah)
Shit ain't gon pop without me (yeah)
Keep it a thou with my G's and
I want the smoke I ain't takin no L's I don't fuck with no L's
If you start it with me you gon' die by yourself
Trey the one, 8 niggas know what I'm talkin bout
Yeah
Super (Uh), fly check the Lou-va's
Louie V check from the boot up,(yeah)
Did his thing, gotta shoot him (yeah)
Been playin too nice gotta rude up,(aye)
Treat me like a Louie connoisseur (yeah)
Killed the game now I gotta suit up, (yeah)
Prayin that the devil don't do us, (yeah)
Did he do us
Ah (Shit)
Super (Uh), Fly check the Lou-va's
Louie V check from the boot up (yeah)
Did his thing, gotta shoot him(yeah)
Been playin too nice gotta rude up,(aye)
Treat me like a Louie connoisseur (yeah)
Killed the game now I gotta suit up, (yeah)
Prayin that the devil don't do us, (yeah)
Did he do us
Ah (Shit)
Brand new whip bought the same last year
Most yall talk I ain't seein' what I hear
Balled on the tape I ain't talkin bout Aquille
Quiet in the room but I'm standin right here
Came for the one but she left with the 3
I dont like to kill less it came with a beat
Y'all be on the gram with the shits goin off
Then you get caught with the shits somethings off
(yeah)
The reef
Thats why I ain't seen with them
I dont even speak with them
You better keep peace with them
Or you ain't gon sleep for real
My niggas blow heat for real
And shit can get deep for real
(Yea)
This shit for real, man
Yeah
Super (Uh), fly check the Lou-va's
Louie V check from the boot up,(yeah)
Did his thing, gotta shoot him (yeah)
Been playin' too nice gotta rude up,(aye)
Treat me like a Louie connoisseur (yeah)
Killed the game now I gotta suit up, (yeah)
Prayin that the devil don't do us, (yeah)
Did he do us
Ah (Shit)
I ain't tryna talk what you say bruh
I ain't gon' leave till I lay one (yeah)
Brought her to the room shit was A1 (yeah)
You ain't no boss till' you face one, (yeah)
Ain't as fly as me with a cape on, (yeah)
I ain't tryna die where I came from (yeah)
She just wanna fuck that ain't really what I need
Talk like Jhene but she lookin' like Ri
Ass she a lil freak (yeah)
Diamonds so sharp make me bleed, (yeah)
Shit ain't gon pop without me (yeah)
Keep it a thou with my G's and
I want the smoke I ain't takin no L's I don't fuck with no L's
If you start it with me you gon' die by yourself
Trey the one, 8 niggas know what I'm talkin bout
Yeah
Super (Uh), fly check the Lou-va's
Louie V check from the boot up,(yeah)
Did his thing, gotta shoot him (yeah)
Been playin too nice gotta rude up,(aye)
Treat me like a Louie connoisseur (yeah)
Killed the game now I gotta suit up, (yeah)
Prayin that the devil don't do us, (yeah)
Did he do us
Ah (Shit)
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Fulton, Francis Bundi
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