Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song LV, artist - K Camp. Album song Rare, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 13.02.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: FTE
Song language: English
LV |
| They say they want Camp back |
| Like I went somewhere or something |
| I’m the boy but you knew it |
| Fuck what you thought |
| Kick that game to you niggas |
| I spit propane to you bitches |
| I go insane for these riches |
| Bought me a chain off these benjis |
| Stay in your lane, I’m not friendly |
| Just bought my bitch a new Bentley |
| I got to deal with so many, I like my hoes in they 20's |
| I might just fuck off her Remy, fill up my cup with that Henny |
| Might make you mine, please don’t tempt me |
| No new friends, don’t need any |
| Just might go Blanco like Benny |
| One time for my nigga Kenny |
| I’m so cold, free my niggas down the road |
| I’mma ball on you hoes |
| Never fall for the code, I would never sell my soul |
| I’d rather sell a bitch |
| Fuck you niggas, I’m rich |
| Champagne and Louis V, I’m taking my pick |
| Walk into the Louis store |
| Seen that, spent that |
| Walk into your bitch’s crib |
| Seen that, killed that |
| Walk into the bank door |
| Seen that, flipped that |
| I can’t trust no lame ho |
| Seen that, did that |
| I’m in LA in that black truck |
| Feeling like the president |
| Windows down, vibing |
| Please don’t take me out my element |
| Only thing changed 'bout a nigga is the residence |
| Fuck you lame hoes, I ain’t buying if you selling it |
| Stop playing games nigga, I ain’t got no time for it |
| I feel like just spoiling her, I might buy her Tom Ford |
| I can see that money with my eyes closed, blindfold |
| You can say whatever motherfucker, yeah I grind for it |
| I ain’t cutting no slack, promise I won’t go back |
| These niggas ain’t playing fair, pretty sure you know that |
| Camp what’s that you smoking nigga? |
| I call this the gold pack |
| Walk inside of Louis, bought the whole rack |
| Walk into the Louis store |
| Seen that, spent that |
| Walk into your bitch’s crib |
| Seen that, killed that |
| Walk into the bank door |
| Seen that, flipped that |
| I can’t trust no lame ho |
| Seen that, did that |
| Run that money up, run that money up |
| Run that money up, run that money up |
| Run that money up, run that money up |
| Run that money up, run that money up |
| Run that money up, run that money up |
| Run that money up, run that money up |
| Run that money up, run that money up |
| Run that money up, run that money up |
| Walk into the Louis store |
| Seen that, spent that |
| Walk into your bitch’s crib |
| Seen that, killed that |