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Lyrify.me

​private banking by STARINTHESKY Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

[Chorus]
Louis the shoes, Louis the wallet, yea yea yea
Louis the bag, oh just stop it yea yea yea
Flip that work, never flop it yea yea yea
I got cash in my pocket yea yea yea
I got this whole thing down to a science
I like building my own rockets
At the bank I'm a private client
I got 3 Byrde’s countin' up my profits

[Verse 1]
She suck it so hard that she pop her jaw right out the socket
She flicking and twisting that ass you know imma bop it
Too many opps in the picture I had to crop it
Ur girl sicker than u think when she tops it
Bout to make u a trending topic
Dial in the hit and drop
5k on that rapper now he got no lollipop
My homies keep the wrenches yea they run the body shop
We came out from the trenches and we gunning for the top
Yea I'm shootin' for the top
I got cash and I got stock
Made my way up off the block
Now I got bags filled wit guap
Drippin' in a brand new drop
Smokin' kush until I cough
I got Louis on the shoes
With the matching belt and socks
[Chorus]
Louis the shoes, Louis the wallet, yea yea yea
Louis the bag, oh just stop it yea yea yea
Flip that work, never flop it yea yea yea
I got cash in my pocket yea yea yea
I got this whole thing down to a science
I like building my own rockets
At the bank I'm a private client
I got 3 Byrde’s countin' up my profits

[Verse 2]
Get to the bag like I’m ‘95 Lofton
Get to it quick and I get to it often
Smokin' on good and I’m feeling so awesome
Opps bring in beef and you know imma sauce em
Flossin' no dentist but I got that hygiene
Pop out so fresh that I’m stealin' yo wifey
Popped a whole X and I’m feelin so hypey
I am the best and that note right there high key
I’m scratchin' and itchin' I got an addiction to cash
I’m hittin' it so good she tell me that I own her ass
I’m flippin' the work yea I be hittin' them licks so fast
I just hope that I don’t crash
I be like Nike cuz I got that check
I been all over the map in tha jet
I tap her twice and then she gimme head
Revenue risin' like I got that bread
I just called momma and told her we made it
Then I poured up and I smoked and got faded
Caught in the fast life i can not escape it
Smokin' on kush while I’m driving my spaceship
[Chorus]
Louis the shoes, Louis the wallet, yea yea yea
Louis the bag, oh just stop it yea yea yea
Flip that work, never flop it yea yea yea
I got cash in my pocket yea yea yea
I got this whole thing down to a science
I like building my own rockets
At the bank I'm a private client
I got 3 Byrde’s countin up my profits