Channel Runner$

My baby girl said she want some new Chanel runners She know I'm a boss, I could never be a runner Been stackin' up all Spring, I'm tryna fuck it up this Summer If this was '06 I would've scooped her in a Hummer Everywhere I go, I keep the pipe like a plumber I feel like Birdman, I'm the number one stunner She like double C's so I'm 'bout to blow some comma's I bought her some Chanel 'cause she never be in drama When I'm in my city niggas treat me like Obama In other words, if you try me shit get ugly I was down south serving yay like Bun B She know that I'm shady but for some reason she trust me Buster's see my girl and now they saying I got lucky Niggas in they feelings, don't know why she wanna fuck me Maybe it's 'cause I'm havin and she thinks you niggas dusty Or maybe it's 'cause I'm sexy and she think you niggas ugly Haha, big G, on my waist is a designer gun Catch a opp out of bounds, put a hole in one Douglas Road, that's the block Boy that's where I'm from I'm 'bout to take a trip up top she said she wanna come Stand on what I say like a man, I could never run I don't wanna hear about your ex, he a fuckin' bum She know that I'm really havin' bread, he ain't got a crumb I could tell you stories 'bout late nights in the slums Popo pulled up on me and K Glizzy so we had to run Put 'em on a highspeed, them cracka's said we had a gun I ain't YSL but I was livin' like a young thug My baby girl said she want some new Chanel runners She know I'm a boss, I could never be a runner Been stackin' up all Spring, I'm tryna fuck it up this Summer If this was '06 I would've scooped her in a Hummer Everywhere I go, I keep the pipe like a plumber I feel like Birdman, I'm the number one stunner She like double C's so I'm 'bout to blow some comma's I bought her some Chanel 'cause she never be in drama Haha, ayy-ayy-ayy Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy This for all my niggas eating off of grams This for all my niggas eating off of scams This for all my niggas gettin' to the bands I ain't gon' judge you boy, you gotta feed your fam This for all my niggas eating off of grams This for all my niggas eating off of scams This for all my niggas gettin' to the bands I ain't gon' judge you boy, you gotta feed your fam (Hello) Hey, I'm at the store right now What color you want? (I don't know, whatever you think I like) Uh, they got the triple blacks They got blue, they got orange, they got brown So, it's up to you (It's whatever you think I'll like) Alright I'ma grab all four then