BG - I Got The Lyrics

I Got the Louis I got the Prada I got the Fendi
I Got the Henny I got the racks stuffed in my skinnies

I got your bitch and my dick in her kidneys
She say that she love you but she didn't mean it
Cuz I'm all up in it I'm handling business
Yo bitch look at me and she instantly fiendin'
She suckin' the soul out me she is a demon
She suckin' the soul out me & swallow semen Oo
Hoes they be plottin' 'n' schemin', Tellin' yo secrets
Always on go or on defense
Ballin' out Every Season, feel like Roddy Ricch I be eatin'
I Got bad bitches On roto you stressin 'bout keepin' - I DONE SEEN IT I DONE SEEN IT
I Done met Chef out Decatur Few years later now we talkin' the paystubs
Peep the side eye chitter chatter Don't say none
Biggest Bet up on BG gon' 'n' place 'em
Besides aye We gon' catch up wit' 'em right when that day come
She gon' come for niggas right when I say come
Niggas fronted till we all up in they fronts
Bird the word, I heard them niggas was active
Quick to cut her cut the dibble and dabblin'
It's likely he don't want the smoke whyyy Cuz he BIG doggin' he a bully a mastiff
Yo bitch attractive then it's lookin' type tragic
Schemin' on yo baby mama been had it
Like a 3 year ooold lemme ride in the wagon Fly nigga turn yo OG to hasbeen

I Got the Louis, I got the Prada I got the Fendi
I Got the Henny I got the racks stuffed in my skinnies

She wanna gimme when off of the Remy stroke game on crack I might serve it to Demi
I get me a Demi And take her to Denny's she eat wit' no meat cuz I'm givin' her plenty
Way that she actin' might when her an Emmy couple days late shorty Happy Belated
She in her feels and you know that she hate when I flirt with her friends and whoever related
She on the team cuz she know we gon' make it Yeah
Punch a red light I might take it Yeah
Goin' so quick feel like Ricky I'm bending these corners and shakin' and bakin' Yeah
From litter I'm pickin' them Runtz I'm rollin' it up this gas from the station
If measurement ain't adding up then I'm cutting up like Freddy vs Jason
The way that I'm countin' I might need accountant oo
All these chips might need a fountain oo
Lil bro how does it feel to walk in the vill with baller's allowance oo
It's gettin rocky like the mountains do won't tolerate it or allow it to
Had a bad bitch on my mind then we took our time now I think I'm scouting 2
They call a nigga Mr. GetABag she gon f*ck wit the boy cuz I get her paid
I might take lil shawty on a getaway and still treat these bitches like a giveaway aye

I Got the Louis I got the Prada I got the Fendi
I Got the Henny I got the racks stuffed in my skinnies
I Got The I Got The Louis I got the Prada I got the Fendi
I got the Henny I got the racks stuffed in my skinnies