Loewe Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I woke up to my little brother stealing from me
And I woke up to new money yeah brand-new deposits
I don't need a stylist nah
Bitch I be the stylist
I fuck her good I'm a living star she wanna keep the condom
Stay by my side if you keep it honest won't be no problem
I got too many girls I been tempted to start a pimping service
Come on now I already we can make this work
My family needs some wealth I gotta break that curse
She worried bout my health time to chill off percs
Grab Loewe off the shelf you get what you worth
You get what you earned
I'm telling you we can make this work
You fucked up you don't even want no money
I'm watching anime while she touching on me
I use to do fraud I use to love Kentucky
I use love Kentucky
Now that shit I use to do ain't nothing to me
Shit ain't nothing to me
I had her bad ass she ain't nothing to me
Had her bad ass
Crashed my last Benz ain't nothing to me
Skrrt ain't nothing to me
Thought you was one of a kind now you nothing to me
I'm locked in
I'm trynna make like seven hits until I'm way too drowsy
If we locked in I just need us locked in don't need fake around me
I hate promoting violence but niggas make you contemplate a homi
All that hate I popped your girl and she was thicker than an eight of wocky
Yeah
She worried bout my health time to chill off percs
Grab Loewe off the shelf you get what you worth
You get what you earned
I'm telling you we can make this work
You fucked up you don't even want no money
She worried bout my health time to chill off percs
Grab Loewe off the shelf you get what you worth
You get what you earned
I'm telling you we can make this work
You fucked up you don't even want no money
You don't even want no money
Biting the hands that feed you you don't even want no blessings