| I got louie, I got gucci, I got bitches give me coochie |
| I wear Louie and Gucci bitch, call that shit that Gooey |
| I wear Hermes wear Burbouie |
| And my Trueys hold my toolie |
| My Louie hold my cash and my Gucci hold my jewelry |
| When I’m traveling my Gucci hold my clothes |
| When I’m traveling my Louie hold my clothes |
| And my pants hold my rolls |
| I gotta take off my damn shoes cause I ain’t got no Jet yet bitch |
| Still making niggas upset bitch |
| Come through we shooting at your neck and shit bitch |
| Like I thought you was with the shit bitch? |
| They steady asking why I don’t go to the awards |
| Cause I can’t go to the awards with my damn pole or my bros |
| Cause they gone act a fool |
| Taking chains niggas act up then BOOM-BOOM BANG BANG! |
| Money be the color of my veins nigga |
| Gold the color of my chains nigga |
| Yellow diamonds white diamonds |
| Bling bling nigga! Bling bling Nigga |