Loot - Londynn B

Forget about love I’m choosy

I don’t do work I’m bougie

Give me the racks

Give me the bands

I want the bag

Give me the loot yeah

Give me the loot yeah yeah

Give me the loot yeah

Give me the loot yeah, yeah, yeah

I don’t do sentimental

Working for money is mental

Give me the coinage, I want Luchini

Give me the cheddar

Give me the loot yeah

Give me the loot yeah yeah

Give me the loot yeah

Give me the loot yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I’m getting bags like Givenchy

We doin' donuts in Raris

Sippin' Bacardi, life of the party

Promise that no one can stop me

Cause they call me Gabby B

Never put no one in front of me

Sexy I bring the heat

That’s how the Brazilian Barbie be

Drop

Get on your knees just like I’m Kaleesi

I’m bout to pop

Show me you need me

Make it come easy

Give me that guap

You can just pay me under the table

We cool without any labels

We true without any fabels

Forget about love I’m choosy

I don’t do work I’m bougie

Give me the racks

Give me the bands

I want the bag

Give me the loot yeah

Give me the loot yeah yeah

Give me the loot yeah

Give me the loot yeah, yeah, yeah

I don’t do sentimental

Working for money is mental

Give me the coinage, I want Luchini

Give me the cheddar

Give me the loot yeah

Give me the loot yeah yeah

Give me the loot yeah

Give me the loot yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I’m rocking diamonds like pressure

For you to add to my treasure

Versace and Prada

Dolce Gabbana

I’ll take it like thank you, my pleasure

Cause your girl ain’t bad as me

No she can’t work it as good as me

Diva and prima donna

Bougie

Number one stunner

Cause I’m

Hot

Yes I’m on fire

Send me that wire

Tip my account

Give me that silver, platinum and gold

In every amount

We go all in, livin' this poker

We only fold if it’s paper

We balling we in the majors

Forget about love I’m choosy

I don’t do work I’m bougie

Give me the racks

Give me the bands

I want the bag

Give me the loot yeah

Give me the loot yeah yeah

Give me the loot yeah

Give me the loot yeah, yeah, yeah

I don’t do sentimental

Working for money is mental

Give me the coinage, I want Luchini

Give me the cheddar

Give me the loot yeah

Give me the loot yeah yeah

Give me the loot yeah

Give me the loot yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Gimme the loot

Gimme the cash

You wanted love

And I want a bag

Tryna behave

But I need the racks

If you in your feelings

Then I’ll give them back

Cause I got a problem

That I cannot solve

I rather go shopping

Then answer your call

The only date we can go on is the mall

Cause I gotta see if you

Talk or you ball

Cause these are the things that I like

Owww

And these are the things I would try

Aye

I know you wanna stay for tonight

Huh

But I gotta kiss you goodbye

Aye

I know that I’m more than your type

Aye

I know that you want me to bite

Aye

I rather be making a left

Left

Than thinking about making a right

Over

Cause I gotta have it

It’s more like a habit

Slower

You touch me it’s magic

You know where to grab it

Roll up

I love it in fashion

We fuck on the mattress

I can’t fall in love

Cause the money’s

My passion

And Gabby told me

That these niggas be acting

On gawd

Forget about love I’m choosy

I don’t do work I’m bougie

Give me the racks

Give me the bands

I want the bag

Give me the loot yeah

Give me the loot yeah yeah

Give me the loot yeah

Give me the loot yeah, yeah, yeah

I don’t do sentimental

Working for money is mental

Give me the coinage, I want Luchini

Give me the cheddar

Give me the loot yeah

Give me the loot yeah yeah

Give me the loot yeah

Give me the loot yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah