CJ
Louie V Fabric
[Intro]
Yeah-yeah-ayy
(Are you Caerus?)
(Kingyyume!)

[Chorus]
Tried a Red Bull, I called her a cat
She on me, see Louie V Fabric
Count the racks, call that fragile
Got me a sec, I ain't talkin' no madness (Skrrt-skrrt)
Yeah-yeah
I keep a stick, tucked under the fashion
Yeah-yeah
Watchin' my opps', they lookin' so savage
Yeah-yeah

[Verse 1]
Get her a dome, make her move, all plastic
Yeah-yeah
She got the water, you know I'm tryna dive in
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, race car herе, go vroom-vroom
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, I'm tryna pay her a two grand, and that shit be lagging (Damn what the fuck?)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, whippin' in a car, I feel likе I'm grindin'
Watch how you move (Yeah)
Hop on some sticks and I shoot you like I'm "Boom"
[?] like Kobe
Diamonds on me and it wet, I could prove
What to do?
My cousins got more drip, it's sexy, dope
See me there like "Oh me!"
Step out the Wraith and I smell like boof
You thought I was over
Brand new race car, we go, "Vroom"

[Chorus]
Tried a Red Bull, I called her a cat
She on me, see Louie V Fabric
Count the racks, call that fragile
Got me a sec, I ain't talkin' no madness (Skrrt-skrrt)
Yeah-yeah
I keep a stick, tucked under the fashion
Yeah-yeah
Watchin' my opps', they lookin' so savage
Yeah-yeah
[Verse 2]
Hit it, supposed to sit in the back of the Maybach
She on my body 'cause I'm countin' stacks
These n***as sleepin' when I'm runnin' laps
I get to bag, man I get it fast
Wit' the bad bitch, block wit' the Chop'
He on the bands, don't put him no shots
I'ma just put up a dummy on top
Walkin' in Dior, don't know what to cop
Ice on me, so I'm cold like, "Ya"
Wrist so flooded, can't even tell time
Fit in my bags, don't hit my line
I'm throwing' money, I'm so damn high
And I'm skrrtin' off, see my diamonds dance
Rich n***as, they tryna hold me for [?]
I'm tryna fuck, why she don't wanna touch?
'Cause I didn't get her a gift, bitch do I look like I'm Santa? [?]
Like, "Damn", tryna slid on a beam, like I pull my watch up at the sea
Killers spin your block, and we just don't hop out the crib, it's gettin' hot
Don't make me pull up racks in your T.O.P
I'm in the Rolls Royce slidin' with the grip under the sea

[Chorus]
Tried a Red Bull, I called her a cat
She on me, see Louie V Fabric
Count the racks, call that fragile
Got me a sec, I ain't talkin' no madness
Yeah-yeah
I keep a stick, tucked under the fashion
Yeah-yeah
Watchin' my opps', they lookin' so savage
Yeah-yeah
Tried a Red Bull, I called her a cat
She on me, see Louie V Fabric
Count the racks, call that fragile
Got me a sec, I ain't talkin' no madness
Yeah-yeah
I keep a stick, tucked under the fashion
Yeah-yeah
Watchin' my opps', they lookin' so savage
Yeah-yeah