Louis Vuitton 作词 : Whyjay/LiTek/Aitch 作曲 : Whyjay/LiTek/Aitch Yo Ain't nothin' to it I came from the sewers, got busy and made me a change Spring up the booth And look great when I do it, I swear, they don't make 'em the same (Yeah) Bae in the coupe Tony K in the boot, hittin' pays like I'm takin' a chase (Skrrt, skrrt) Drive in the winter I'm takin' the Goose, in the summer, I take off the brain (Woo) She likes a man that holds it down, spend racks in Louis Vuitton But he had a chain before his first house, baby, he's doin' it wrong I love the block, but can't wait to lеave it, D, miss you when I'm gone Housе on the fox, new gyal every week, but I still miss you in that font Brothers are mad at me I've never met 'em, so **** 'em, it is what it is If we're talkin' salaries I'm out the question, I ain't tryna piss on your chips I'm up in Canada Life is a blessin', I might buy a crib in the 6ix Blondie like Pamala Lighty like Megan, I can't decide which ones to pick (Woo) **** up the climate Now everyone's signin' no less than a million quid They see how I'm ridin' Now they're tryna bite us, stop lyin' and give me my shit (Give me that) Smoke Cali', I'm fly and I'm lit While I'm drivin' it, try and still stick in the whip (Skrrt) Mask for the virus Bro got one for slidin', it's all kinda similar shit Bro pullin' over for pics If his phone's in the whip, then we're takin' a charge They got their picks on the AMPR Takin' the piss or they're takin' the car Blacked out the Wraith, but it came with the stars Back in the place, but I stay in the dark Man in L.A., but I stay in the charts (Woo) Ain't nothin' to it I came from the sewers, got busy and made me a change (Yeah) Spring up the booth And look great when I do it, I swear, they don't make 'em the same (No way) Bae in the coupe Tony K in the boot, hittin' pays like I'm takin' a chase (Skrrt, skrrt) Drive in the winter I'm takin' the Goose, in the summer, I take off the brain (Ah) She likes a man that holds it down, spend racks in Louis Vuitton (Woo) But he had a chain before his first house, baby, he's doin' it wrong I love the block, but can't wait to leave it, D, miss you when I'm gone House on the fox, new gyal every week, but I still miss you in that font Hidin' my face, can't show no love, get too many photos took Lyin' on Aitch, but they don't know I'm watch, man couldn't give a solo **** Slide to the place in a roll-less truck, bet the owner knows it's us Now my guys in the Wraith full of coats and hoods, got weed, I might roll some up Look, I ain't been home in weeks Head hot, but my heart don't feel, it's peak This show, hit the road and ski Me and my roses gold as the goals in Priest Sometimes when I ghost and leave Then I look to the shelf, all the trophies cleaned Best talk to the G.O.A.T. with ease If the man want war, you can hold some heat Worked too hard, man step with my chest out Ain't nothin' to stress 'bout Made some members along the way, true say, met a couple of let-downs I set the pace, don't get in my way, gang cop out the Cullinan jet bound Make some cake back to the estate, then go buy Mummy a next house Can't take your call now Just leave your message after the tone Hi, Mr. Armstrong Just a quick call to tell you That all of your payments have been received And everything is being finalized You can come and collect your keys when you're ready Congratulatuons She likes a man that holds it down, spend racks in Louis Vuitton (Woo) But he had a chain before his first house, baby, he's doin' it wrong I love the block, but can't wait to leave it, D, miss you when I'm gone House on the fox, new gyal every week, but I still miss you in that font