Louis V Belt lyrics

[Verse: Tory Lanez]
Yeah, right off the bat I need y'all to flex
All of this stuntin' look good for my ex
All of these zeroes look good on my checks
I got like 2 or 3 phones for business and b*tches and still can't even answer a text (Texts)
Yeah, we in the spot, we won't give it a rest
They keep saying they n*ggas gonna catch up to your n*gga, they ain't caught up to me yet (Yet)
I hit the Rolls, I look like the mayor
Counting up 50s and 20s and 10s
I'm 'bout to save and get me get me a Benz (Benz)
Ballin' again and again and again and again and again
Ballin' again and again and again and again and again
Y'all wasn't planning it, b*tch, I'm the man again
Walk out of Louis and look like a mannequin
All the store management wanna know how much I spent, I spent
Yeah, I don't f*ck with her, she feisty
Know that the n*ggas that's with me are shiesty
This is the reason these n*ggas don't like me, yeah
I got her wet, I gotta hit from the back when it's pricey
I gotta fly on the tropics it's icy
She wanna f*ck with an R&B singer, I hit her, I duck her, I send her to Nyce B
I'm on a roll like the motherf*ckin' dice be
I'm catchin' pus*y like I'm Jerry Rice
I'm catchin' pus*y like it was a flight
I'm in your city, what's up for the night?
[Bridge: Tory Lanez]
I, I had like too much to drink
You know I
1942 and Indones' in Dubai
Ex calling up my phone f*cking up the vibe
Tonight's not the night, tonight's not the

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Ayy, yeah, f*ck that b*tch, yeah
Hop on a tropics, yeah
Take me a flight, yeah
Louis V Belt, yeah (Damn)
Louis V Belt, yeah
Ayy, yeah, f*ck that b*tch, yeah
Hop on a tropics, yeah
Take me a flight, yeah
Louis V Belt, yeah
Louis V Belt, yeah
Louis V Belt, yeah (Louis V Belt)
Louis V Belt, yeah (Louis V Belt)