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I told my girl ima need me some Loui’ luggage

I keep it smooth like a player so she gon love it

Willin stunting in public

I called knew they was bluffin

If money ain’t the discussion

I’m sorry bruh keep it pushin

A qtr of 97 it take me right to the moon

She hate it when I be gon

I tell her I’m coming soon

Like 20 before noon

Have it all rolled up

We gon make money

It never control us

We never gon fold up

We got this here sewed up

Because them other niggas

Jumped in the cooler

They froze up

No socks in my vans

Cool breeze stand

We don’t talk about it

Because we already know the plan

The more money we make

The more we at risk

I had to run it up

Now it’s all on my wrist

I haven’t done enough

And that’s all in my head

I’m packin up my luggage

I’m gone I just left

The more money we make

The more we at risk

I had to run it up

Now it’s all on my wrist

I haven’t done enough

And that’s all in my head

I’m packin up my luggage

I’m gone I just left

I just had a dream I just hopped off a flight

Had my mans meet the plug

Now I’m feeling to right

I’m nice foreal

And my life is I’ll

Come catch a plane

With and you’ll see heights foreal

Word to my n***as

No I don’t fuck lame hoes

Win or lose

My n***a that’s how the game goes

They don’t know me they just like the way my chain glows

I know it’s a pot a gold

After that rainbow

Different level

Different vision

Whole new division

So pay attention

I’m really Pimpin

Never mention

Just do mission

You must be trippin

I’m on my toes

These n***as tried to catch me slipping

Yea yea

The more money we make

The more we at risk

I had to run it up

Now it’s all on my wrist

I haven’t done enough

And that’s all in my head

I’m packin up my luggage

I’m gone I just left

The more money we make

The more we at risk

I had to run it up

Now it’s all on my wrist

I haven’t done enough

And that’s all in my head

I’m packin up my luggage

I’m gone I just I just had a dream I just hopped off a flight

Had my mans meet the plug

Now I’m feeling to right

I’m nice foreal

And my life is I’ll

Come catch a plane

With and you’ll see heights foreal

Word to my n***as

No I don’t fuck lame hoes

Win or lose

My n***a that’s how the game goes

They don’t know me they just like the way my chain glows

I know it’s a pot a gold

After that rainbow

Different level

Different vision

Whole new division

So pay attention

I’m really Pimpin

Never mention

Just do mission

You must be trippin

I’m on my toes

These n***as tried to catch me slipping

Yea yea

The more money we make

The more we at risk

I had to run it up

Now it’s all on my wrist

I haven’t done enough

And that’s all in my head

I’m packin up my luggage

I’m gone I just left

The more money we make

The more we at risk

I had to run it up

Now it’s all on my wrist

I haven’t done enough

And that’s all in my head

I’m packin up my luggage

I’m gone I just left