Go Louie

Lyrics

[Verse 1] When you grow up in that hood, than you gonna need that thing Yeah, I might leave my fam but I never leave my gang I done fucked a couple bitches that ain't never seen my thing It was dark, my shit big, knocked that pussy right up the frame In the club, I be lit, half them strippers all on my dick Silento, I fuck Nae Nae, now she whippin' all on my dick She a freak, yeah, I know, I got her lickin' all on my tip My whole block like KFC, got them chickens all on my strip She wanna fuck with young Louie, told all her friends that she knew me She either a fan or a groupie, said she was playin' a movie I told her I'm playin' a movie, I bought me a crib in the Hills The junkies, they come to the trap 'cause we got the weed and the pills I want my name on some bills, I'm tryna see me a mill So every beat, I'ma kill, they gotta give him a deal Young boy but I'm so ill, swear to God, I go go guerrilla I be actin' like I don't know niggas, I ain't fuckin' with the broke niggas [Hook] Chain, check, rings, check Young nigga, up next No sleep, fuck rest Hit the scene and bust checks Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie [Verse 2] Louie back at it again, I'm ballin' like Jeremy Lin I'm ballin' like freak in the gym, I'm ballin' like baby in slim Damn, I hate me a young bitch, they be thinkin' that they rush shit They be all with the fuck shit and they say a bunch of dumb shit (bitch) I got my city behind me, I told these niggas come sign me I feel like they don't wanna find me, so fuck it, I gotta keep grindin' Tryna cash out on a million dollars, takin' my mama to Benihana's I need a Ferrari, I'm sick of Hondas, bitch you a stripper, I'm a big Piranha They say a nigga, you look so impressive Gotta keep flexin', I give him a reffin' Hop out the 6 and I hop out the 7 I feel like it's Christmas, I give 'em my presence You see my jewelry, my diamonds, the reddest Green in my pocket, it's lookin' like lettuce Make me a shirt and don't fuck up my letters Feel like Jerome, I might bust on her bezels I put my bitch in a better position Wait till I'm done, you know we not switchin' And when we done, you be hissin' and kissin' And then you gon' leave and fuck up the kitchen Won't let the lame niggas fuck up the mission Most of these niggas be duckin' the mission Out of my college so fuck a tuition When I get rich and I'm coppin' them villas [Hook] Chain, check, rings, check Young nigga, up next No sleep, fuck rest Hit the scene and bust checks Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie Go Louie, go Louie