[Intro]
K. Swisha on the track

[Verse]
You n***as so silly, you some bumbaclots
Act like you don't love them bops
Boy, you love them bops, aye
Got me laughin', ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, aye
Aye don't kiss that bitch, aye, don't kiss that bitch, aye
Designer witch, magic gemstones on my wrist, aye, yuh
Magic gemstones on my wrist, it's glistenin', aye, yuh
Triple X photos of yo bitch, aye
She a freak, she got her fingers in her clit, aye
Yuh, aye, aye, aye, yuh, yuh
I'm runnin' through the seven, fuck the six, yuh (Fuck the six, yuh)
Aye, if money callin', Imma take that trip, yuh, aye (Imma take that trip)
Samsung chirp, it's my ex, aye (It's my ex, aye)
She say, "I love your new song, you up next", aye (You up next, Souljah)
Yuh, I be out the East, out the West, yuh (Out the West)
Aye, I be in the North and the South, yuh (In the South, aye)
I remember back in the day I ain't have no house, damn (Have no house)
Now I'm posted on the couch gettin' mouth, aye (Gettin' mouth)

[Chorus]
Louis me down, Gucci me down, Prada me down (Gucci, Gucci, Gucci)
Louis me down, Gucci me down, Prada me down (Prada, Prada, Prada)
Louis me down, Gucci me down, Prada me down (Louis, Louis)
Louis me down, Gucci me down, Prada me down (Aye)
Louis me down, Gucci me down, Prada me down (Gucci, Gucci, Gucci)
Louis me down, Gucci me down, Prada me down
Aye, Louis me down, Gucci me down, Prada me down (Prada)
Louis me down, Gucci me down, Prada me down
Louis me down, Gucci me down, Prada me down
Louis me down, Gucci me down, Prada me down
Louis me down, Gucci me down, Prada me down