- Rich The Kid Chanel Frames 歌詞
- Rich The Kid
- Oh, oh oh
She rockin Chanel frames
Its time to go shoot today
We dumpin out with the K
She taste it like lemonade
My brother just beat the case
Im drippin in fashion
Im all in her throat and she gaggin
She know that we really a savage
Call Shotta cause he really saggin
She suckin that **** in the cabin
Thank God Im livin lavish
Dont play with my chicken like Gladys
Cute ***** we speakin in letters
There aint no ***** takin my cabbage
And my chain cost your new addy
They got pockets on the fashion yeah
Who hit that boy, we aint sayin no names, Chanel frames
Wanna cop that Rollie bustdown **** a plain Jane
Go score on an opp like a touchdown,
Put em up like a plane
We aint cuffin no thots over here,
My *****, they all get trained
Aint no opps get passes over here,
Lil *****, they all get flamed
And you **** with the opps and you duck with the opps,
We gon treat you the same
I run up a check like a treadmill,
You know Im big boy flexin
Couple Ps in the vacuum seal, *****, try me,
You know Im gon stretch you
Gang spinning like a Ferris wheel, yeah
Gang spinning like a Ferris wheel
All this ice on me, Im gettin chills
Me and Bino, we keep that steal, yeah, yeah
She rockin Chanel frames
Its time to go shoot today
We dumpin out with the K
She taste it like lemonade
My brother just beat the case
Im drippin in fashion
Im all in her throat and she gaggin
She know that we really a savage
Call Shotta cause he really saggin
She suckin that * *** in the cabin
Thank God Im livin lavish
Dont play with my chicken like Gladys
Cute *****, we speakin in letters
There aint no ***** takin my cabbage
And my chain cost your new addy
They got pockets on the fashion, yeah
Chanel, Chanel, the bag
We whip out that fire like a flag
Too much money, Im doin the dash
Try to take it, we bustin his ass
Say she want a Rollie on her wrist
But she gotta really suck a ****
Then we really set fire like a Bic
Spent bout five racks on the fit
If she dont turn around, she a trick
Thought about a whole gang in this *****
Different ***** turn round, get flipped
These ***** ass *****s be little
That ***** wanna rap for a deal
Thats why when I walk out,
I really gotta keep my steel, yeah
I aint ****** no ho if she aint trill, yeah
These *****s steady cappin, aint kill nothin
Probably they tell in that building
These *****s bleedin like a period
***** ***** lookin, get furious
When you gonna shoot? We aint hearin that
Double cross these ** ***s in a cul-de-sac
Chanel furs, I can afford that
She rockin Chanel frames
Its time to go shoot today
We dumpin out with the K
She taste it like lemonade
My brother just beat the case
Im drippin in fashion
Im all in her throat and she gaggin
She know that we really a savage
Call Shotta cause he really saggin
She suckin that **** in the cabin
Thank God Im livin lavish
Dont play with my chicken like Gladys
Cute *****, we speakin in letters
There aint no ***** takin my cabbage
And my chain cost your new addy
They got pockets on the fashion, yeah
You know, fly like Aladdin
I need me a carpet when I walk through
*****, I aint no iron, I aint pressin you
Ill be damned if I let em play me like a fool
These brand new Chanels got me seein through
I aint talkin Ray Charles, I aint seein you
How your homie die, *****, you aint shoot?
Now they out here smokin on him cause of you
I dont care who you with, pull that fire
I dont care where he at, we gon ride on him
Yeah, that ***** dead if my eyes on him
Screamin, '**** you,' if you aint my home
Screamin, '**** you,' if you aint my *****
You aint never kill, I aint ride with ya
Whenever I see you, better have that iron
Know Im tryna snap a ***** like a picture, ayy
But Im on some other type of time now, I got a bustdown
I got some freak hoes at the room,
They tryna get bust down
Better free Smoke, he just did ten,
My uncle didnt touch down
Really in the field, really tryna kill,
*****, dont get touched now
She rockin Chanel frames
Its time to go shoot today
We dumpin out with the K
She taste it like lemonade
My brother just beat the case
Im drippin in fashion
Im all in her throat and she gaggin
She know that we really a savage
Call Shotta cause he really saggin
She suckin that **** in the cabin
Thank God Im livin lavish
Dont play with my chicken like Gladys
Cute *****, we speakin in letters
There aint no ***** takin my cabbage
And my chain cost your new addy
They got pockets on the fashion, yeah
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