Chanel And A Hint Of Skunk

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Yeah, she give me brain
So how could I be dumb? (How?)
Counting the money
Got blue thumbs (Yeah)
I got the bread
I won't leave a crumb (Woah)
Smell like Chanel
And a hint of skunk (Let's go)
Cartier glasses
They hide the sun (Ayy)
I feel like Booker
She ate my son (Woah)
In my last name
It say rich and love (Yeah)
I swear that yoeshmo
Is one of one (Let's go)
I stack all of my rackies up (Up)
I swear I never gave a f*ck (Yeah)
She f*ck like she an amateur (What?)
Too high I won't get mad at her (Ayy)
I just got that drip
That you cannot afford (You can't afford, yeah)
I drive in a Bentley
You drive in a Ford (In a ford, let's go, woah)
And it got the frog-eye (Frog-eye)
Puffing on a blunt
Sipping Mai Tai (Mai Tai, yeah)
Bitch i'm off the shroom
I see tie-dye (Tie-dye)
She don't wan' f*ck
Say bye-bye (Bye)
It's only money my vision (Vision, what?)
Stacking it up to the ceiling (To the ceiling, ayy)
Now that i'm up
They act different (Different, yeah)
But I don't give them my business (No)
I want to know
Why they didn't show love (Yeah)
In the beginning (Yeah)
I pop these perkys
I do it for fun (I do it for fun, woah)
F*ck how you feeling (Ayy)
Uh, pop me another (Another, yeah)
I get these looks
From my mother (My mother, woah)
I get these hands
From my brother (My brother, hands)
Put you to sleep
In a slumber (Goodnight, woah, ayy)
I feel like i'm Beerus
Cuz I am a god (Feel like Beerus, i'm a god)
I think it's the percs
I ain't talking cod (Ain't talking cod, perc thirty)
I just called a groupie
That's gon' suck my squad (She sucked my squad, yeah)
Man I swear that girl
Put the blow in job (Let's go, let's go)
Yeah, she give me brain
So how could I be dumb? (How?)
Counting the money
Got blue thumbs (Yeah)
I got the bread
I won't leave a crumb (Woah)
Smell like Chanel
And a hint of skunk (Let's go)
Cartier glasses they
Hide the sun (Ayy)
I feel like Booker
She ate my son (Woah)
In my last name
It say rich and love (Yeah)
I swear that yoeshmo
Is one of one (Let's go)
I stack all of my rackies up (Up)
I swear I never gave a f*ck (Yeah)
She f*ck like she an amateur (What?)
Too high I won't get mad at her (Ayy)
I just got that drip
That you cannot afford (You can't afford, yeah)
I drive in a Bentley
You drive in a Ford (Let's go)
Always got a chopper
Right up on my lap (Ayy)
Just like the first song
That shit go ratatat (Ayy, let's go)
Louis, that's my bag (My bag, ayy)
Gucci, that's my hat (My hat, yeah)
That girl like my swag (My swag, huh?)
Get it from my dad (My dad, ayy)
Sipping lean all day (All day)
Ooh, now I just got to pee (Got to pee)
Got this bitch on her knees (On her knee)
I swear that girl a fiend (A fiend)
Ooh, she can't get me hard (Huh?)
So I give her four inch dick (Yeah)
High as f*ck, I am on mars (On mars)
I'm just exploring this shit (Ok, let's go, ayy)
I'm shmacking the mango (Shmiz, yeah)
Shmacking the lush ice (Shmiz, woah)
Your bitch want to tango (Ok)
I give her that good pipe (On god)
She blow like volcano (Huh?)
I get them dollars
I'm getting them pesos (What?)
And that shit make that bitch
Do what I say so (Let's go, huh?)
Feel like a god in this bitch (Let's go)
Call me Kratos (Let's go, ayy)
Yeah, she give me brain
So how could I be dumb? (How?)
Counting the money
Got blue thumbs (Yeah)
I got the bread
I won't leave a crumb (Woah)
Smell like Chanel
And a hint of skunk (Let's go)
Cartier glasses
They hide the sun (Ayy)
I feel like Booker
She ate my son (Woah)
In my last name
It say rich and love (Yeah)
I swear that yoeshmo
Is one of one (Let's go)
I stack all of my rackies up (Up)
I swear I never gave a f*ck (Yeah)
She f*ck like she an amateur (What?)
Too high I won't get mad at her (Ayy)
I just got that drip
That you cannot afford (You can't afford, yeah)
I drive in a Bentley
You drive in a Ford (Let's go)

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