Numbers

Lyrics

[Verse 1: King Louie] Loud got me caufhing [?] look like it's walk in Shoes, they cost a fortune Wait till I get that porshe in [?] lil bitch, she lightskinned And she got some nice friends They know me and my niggas [?] no questions Money long, like what's that? I don't call, I text that [?] got them bands in them [?] 2 15's [?] palm trees [?] That bitch on Ashanti My shit [?] my homies [?] money grow on trees Smoke dope [?] blow [?] Double G's, LV's Spend it like we wealthy More [?], that's [?] shit Loud smoking like bay shit [?] I got it like I made it [Chorus: Fredo Santana] Pulling up in that porshe, yeah it cost numbers [?] GBE, bitch, it's our summer In the trap spending racks, like it ain't nothing Put some changе on your brain, bitch [?] numbers [Verse 2: King Louie] Add it up, I'm banding up Money tall like it's standing up [?] cut it out [?] stand up Pockеts full of 100's [?] dumb sluts Getting head from a [?] ho Big faces in my cargo Money long like [?] [?] GBE In the street like pot holes Sneak dissing ass niggas I don't like them like [?] Belt chrome, my Prada shoes I got more money than a lotta dudes My team eat, a lotta food [?] Throwing money, it's raining men [?] I'm [?] king like [?] [?] With your bitch [?] friends [?] ladies man Doing numbers like [?] [Chorus: Fredo Santana] Pulling up in that porshe, yeah it cost numbers [?] GBE, bitch, it's our summer In the trap spending racks, like it ain't nothing Put some change on your brain, bitch [?] numbers