[Intro]
Rockout
Rockout
Rockout
Rockout
Rockout

[Chorus]
Louis duffle bag
Louis duffle bag
Bitch I got rich from rags
I got dinero, got that cash hangin’ out my ass
Got no son, but she call me dad
Yo main bitch call me dad
(She call me dad, call me dad, call me dad)

Louis duffle bag
Louis duffle bag
Bitch I got rich from rags
I got dinero, got that cash hangin’ out my ass
Got no son, but she call me dad
Yo main bitch call me dad

[Verse]
Uh!
N***as be soft like a pillow
I keep the Smith no Willow
Her ass be shakin’ like jello
Pop at yo buddy and kin folk
I cannot fuck with that boy, he a opp, n***a be screamin’ out 10-4
N***a we house scopin’ finna see which one we finna rob no Zillow
N***a we house scopin’ finna see which one we finna Robb no Banks
Cause all of this cash hangin’ out my ass, n***a need to go to the bank
Uh, Uh, My diamonds wet like water, n***a my diamonds they wet like sink
Uh, Uh, Cause she give me brain n***a, for some change n***a hol’ up, what you think?
Yeah!
Thotiana, she gone bust
Loud pack smell like must
Wonder who can I trust
And I sing to the bitch like Russ
Yeah I pour up the drank, that ‘Tuss
Movin’ fast, cause I’m in a rush
Lil’ gay ass n***a you sus
Move in silence n***a need to hush
Shhhhhhhh, be quiet
Lil bitch, I’m in the studio and I’m locked in, I don’t ever get tired
All these n***a cappin’ like I won’t come out the blue, n***a I don’t gotta hide
And I ain’t trippin’ cause I know that my n***as gone slide
Yeah, my n***as they gone ride