Louis Coffin

Before I sleep, I'm counting this dough A four of lean, I'm drowning my woes Just got a bag but now I need more Yuh my white boi got pounds for the low She fiend for this dick, she can't fucking wait Bitch, I'm 'bout my racks, don't stand in the way We can't talk if you can't make a ban in a day I woke up today, took a xan to the face Gon' ma buy a Rollie fasho Did some shit only homies would know Did some shit only Lord knows Perc hittin', no Norcos F*ck the fame, I need more racks Teacher said I was born bad You wish you were me, you're poor and sad delivery, bitch like it's DoorDash Got a New York bitch, said her body different I told that lil bitch, get out your feelings I could see the future with all these bitches Bitch, I ain't goin out like Scottie Pippen Pourin' this syrup, I ain't Canadian Bad lil bitch, think she Arabian Got plates up in the Merdecez Benz Got my own drip, f*ck the latest trend Could put you on, I be drippin' sauce You not poppin' no Perc, boi that's fentanyl I don't sip no beer, I'm sippin' drop They be amazed how I get to the guap Got some drugs you never heard of yet For breakfast, had bacon and Percocet Ay, this life done put me to the test Had to cut people off, it was for the best Need less withdrawals, need more deposits I'm in that bitch mouth, I'm her orthodontist You window shop, I'ma go cop it Spent a pretty penny, no Foamposite Feel like Pop, off this perky, I go retarded Bitch I ain't even try to go my hardest Finessing a bag, I'm so dishonest All day, ran it up, I'm so exhausted Bury me in a Louis coffin Bitch I be like too geeked often Two liters, my soda exotic Too geeked up, I can't work in no office Two million, I think that's my target I can't feel none, this Perc got me nauseous All on my tooth, I need some diamonds If I was you, I'd rather be dying My mans told me you blocking your blessings But I'm in love with plotting, finessing I made a 100k off of a Reddit Could give a f*ck, bitch I gotta get it