[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
It's Louie Lou and nothing other
Got one of my quarter runners, it's just me and my brother
I just one hundred through Loui shoes cost me one skunnid
This a turn around, I'll be back before my hoes notice
It's a hundred rounds, I'm tryna leave with 40 after blowing
And that extra 40 if somebody see us rollin'
Had to scratch off, like a Nascar how I control it
Roof back off, I thought it was the rain for a moment
Got the pack off, probably was off a dub before it cracked off
We was running through the bags of meth like it's bath salts
Trynna use my name let me get the Yeezy's half off
From a quarter brick to a nickel whеn I bag talk

[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
40 dollar lease turned into lifеtime problems
She gave me head for the fun, I took the life out her tonsils
Hit maker bitch, I be taking white out the ounces
I dilute that straight drop, I made her drive up to the mountains
I'm that feeling that you feel when you're tryna make some cheese
N***a sit your ass down, you couldn't tolerate the beef
Used to start so much shit, but now I'm tryna make some peace
"Rio what you make today?" that's how our conversations be
Dope feins walking down the block and catching every sale
Made a name from strictly spice talkin' did it very well
N***as ain't never sold a crumb, that shit be ferry-tale
Seen my cousin maken a half a ticket off a Larry bails
[Verse 3: AllStarJR]
In the spot loose as hell, bagging up some powder
Soft good as shit, I'mma pull some extras outta
Writing feature verses while my fein take a shower
You wanna meet me at the booth, bitch thats an extra thousand
Loui duffle full of work, it's time to re-cop
Tell you it's untouched, but it's reblock
Forty thousand grams in my weed spot
My mans know I hit yo' bitch, I told him eavesdrop (I told him 'listen I know that bitch gon' cap')
N***a shooting up cars like I hardly hit him
That's what happens when your bullets come from Party City
Know a n***a killed your mans, you in the party with him
Knowing he'll beat your ass, you ain't start shit with him