This is a song about "Louis xiv"

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

They claim it as their own, africa

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Chanel louis prada what a mixture

You shook my world and it felt apart

You could say im like louis & clark

Got pills all on my phone, these niggas know i’m wrong

Quit tryna act like you the shit, you ain't no louis vuitton

Closet the size of your apartment

Louis prada thats how i stunt