This is a song about "Louis vuitton shirt"

Got a button down shirt, pop a collar

Regardless to all them, i appease her

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

It hurts, the worst hurt like gettin burnt beneath your shirt crease,

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

And when my eyes looking like a nigga tired

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered

I'm sensitive, i can feel hurt, just by you shitting on my shirt/

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Chanel louis prada what a mixture

Took you forever to get dressed, i acknowledge your effort

I'm on an emotional roller coaster with no shirt

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

You could say im like louis & clark

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies