Louis V - Hello (Remix) lyrics

(Intro) Aye Louis aye (Verse) Who you know hotter than me? Apostrophe Walk around the town with money bags like the lottery n***as stealing my swag and I ain’t talkin robbery It don’t take a college boy to understand philosophies About the game, a bunch of lames Broke n***as tryna make a name Think he poppin with that money in a chain Do not compare us, we are not the same f** you thought? I gave up on this rap sh** I took a break to let other n***as practice I see you run, I’m bout to overlap it They can’t touch your boy, I’m so cactus Be circling the globe, no Atlas sponsored links Please do not confuse the lies with the facts b**h Touch that hundred racks, waitin for this rap sh** All these boys talkin money on that little trap sh**? Stop, I’m a boss, never needed intellect I came in the game boy, and I’ve been a threat So while you lames talkin I ain’t even finished yet We just started cookin, I ain’t eaten dinner yet (Verse) My chicks, you aint seen these My crew naked, that’s green hay 501 no need crease, stick Denim, dressed to k** Mixed n***as no blender Pulled a b**h and I send er I could really care less, I tell a ho go far like pinder n***a call me Young GI Double Z, LE, McFly I’m the sh**, at least that’s what the b**hes be telling me They love me cause a n***a so wavy Came in and the hoes go crazy I don’t see these b**hes, I get ghost love like Swayze Bad b**h named moly, I just popped 2, my turnup real n***as don’t want no problems, LBR we keep steel Got language like fierce ville Flight cold like PT All black like what it be Eat or starve like young me Louis got me on the mix Reporting live from the rich So it’s only right that I do my thing Everything is a gang I bang, I’m just gon act a fool again Good fly n***a you heard about (That’s me) Yea, brother, the word is out I’m just a mellow fellow I know my b**hes is yellow, and they love it when they hear that hello (Verse) Step out with Louis V, all gold my j**elry Broke your b**h’s back with my dick, now she suing me Fly n***a who’s cool as me All black, I’m cool as you Came out that A6, pull up in that spaceship My old school, that’s Slick Rick, my b**h bomb like tic tic Need there flu, my shoes sick I get top like cool whip Been broke like 2 bricks Who’s that? To the chill Flow cold like ice chill, I never change, I’ve been real Pull up in that Cadillac, beast knockin like battle cat Running lights like the ambulance, Might f** your b**h, you can have her back Her a** shake like a avalanche, flip money like acrobats I k** sh**, where the casket at? I still ball with them every set Instant yellow but I’m from the take Spit fire, who needs a match Any flave you want in the Llac I stay fly, where the camera at? It’s domino and you smoking crack Can’t f** with me and you knowin that Runnin sh** like a runnin back Flow hot, bring the summer back (Verse) Every day I wake up I’m thankful Then I roll over, count a bank roll Then I make that b**h grab her ankles Getting to the money, do you know the lingo? Got k**ers move when I say so I’m in the fast lane, I don’t move slow Professional globe trotter Talk money? If not don’t holler I’m in trus, Pradas Getting to the moola, never been a problem Your mojo don’t speak I rhyme foreign, sittin on bu*ter seats It’s a buffet, got all type of beef Smoking on the maple leaf, clorazine, we talkin loud Bullsh**, we cut it down Choppa hold a hundred rounds Balls to the C Town, meese (Verse) Hell (wuzzup) goodbye I wish a n***a would try to run up on this so called good guy I’m good under pressure so I shine like a diamond You didn’t get it, you should touch up on your science I be pa**ing right by em, if I wanted then I’d buy em Prior to these rappin you was a joke, Richard Pryor Be n***as be rollin, that’s where all my tiers tired You be sippin on that coffee, I mean all you snitches wired Yall a bunch of zeros, tell me what you here for You should get this yap brain, hop up out them Sears clothes I mean fierce is just so fearful You ballin and tell me why your pears broke If you don’t know by now this is ya boy I should call you Mr. Marcus, little f** boy Grow up, don’t you have enough toys? We so d**h, we make too much noise Hello, hello, hello, hello Will I ever fail? Hell no So you can tell them haters hello (Hook) I heard you got a deal, I tell em hello Got these n***as in my grill, I tell em hello I heard you got a mill, I tell em hello Hello, hello Yea, I tell em hello They askin bout my fit, I tell em hello Where’d you get them kicks, I tell em hello I heard they smashed my b**h, we tell em hello Hello, hello Yea, we tell em hello