Top Songs By Night Lovell
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Night Lovell
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shermar Paul
Songwriter
Dylan Brady
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dylan Brady
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I put my Louis V on her, yeah
I put my Louis V on her, yeah
I put my Louis V on her, yeah
I put my Louis V on her, yeah
[Verse 2]
I put my check in the bag, yeah
I put my check in the bag, yeah
I put my check in the bag, yeah
I put my check in the bag, yeah
[Verse 3]
I put my Louis V on her, yeah
I put my Louis V on her, yeah
I put my Louis V on her, yeah
I put my Louis V on her, yeah
[Verse 4]
I put my check in the bag, yeah
I put my check in the bag, yeah
I put my check in the bag, yeah
I put my check in the bag, yeah
[Verse 5]
Twenty hoes in a day, yeah
I get checks when I play, yeah
Don't text my phone, yeah
I get more when I'm gone, yeah
I ain't tryna come home, yeah
Too many bitches I've boned, yeah
She give me the top and I dash, yeah
Got two friends that I smash, yeah
Getting drunk in the basement
I'm not feeling my placement
**** tryna make statements
Leave his ass on the pavement
I stay runnin' from fake ****
I get pound just from Tom Fillas
Know I'm checkin', I been obsessin'
These women still tryna cuff a ****
I make bands like Hugh Hefner, ****
I got plans to move past a ****
Lookin' around for my thread, yeah
I'm the best that you get, yeah
Pay attention, my **** talkin'
All my exes be steady stalkin'
Nepean gang till I'm dead and gone
I wanna be like Celine Dion
[Verse 6]
I put my Louis V on her, yeah
I put my Louis V on her, yeah
I put my Louis V on her, yeah
I put my Louis V on her, yeah
[Verse 7]
I put my check in the bag, yeah
I put my check in the bag, yeah
I put my check in the bag, yeah
I put my check in the bag
[Verse 8]
Why'd you act like that? Why'd you cut your ties like that? Yeah
Why'd you diss the only **** that could change you back? Yeah
I don't fear no wrong, ain't no fuckin' sing along, yeah
All the kids that really tryna fuckin' ride along, yeah
I'm back, been attack, still I'm takin' the whole pack
Been a freak for the foreign broads, I pull up in that hatchback
Subi gang, you know the kid, pretty face, yeah, you know the kid
All these **** tryna get the money, I'm just tryna get a monument
I got teens in my apartment, say she likin' my cardigan
We locked down on this gang shit, you ain't takin' no part of it
You ain't watchin' no part of it
I been here since the start of it, I been talkin' that cold shit
Lookin' back, it's just a part of it
[Verse 9]
I put my Louis V on her, yeah
I put my Louis V on her, yeah
I put my Louis V on her, yeah
I put my Louis V on her, yeah
[Verse 10]
I put my check in the bag, yeah
I put my check in the bag, yeah
I put my check in the bag, yeah
I put my check in the bag, yeah
[Verse 11]
I put my Louis V on her, yeah
I put my Louis V on her, yeah
I put my Louis V on her, yeah
I put my Louis V on her, yeah
[Verse 12]
I put my check in the bag, yeah
I put my check in the bag, yeah
I put my check in the bag, yeah
I put my check in the bag, yeah
[Verse 13]
Mans are still running around the city acting like they, like they run stuff
But man, nobody knows who you are, so you gotta go
Old bitches from the high school
Like, you wouldn't let us smash, seen?
But now, when, you know, a mans got our money up
You, you know, you tryna hit us up in the DM
Like, you know, you ain't gettin' no dick now bitch, hell yeah
Written by: Shermar Paul