Italian Chanel

Yea, how u feel? Yea, how she- (yea) Yea, how she throw it... Yea, how she throw her head down Watch where you goin' Head down Head down And then she throw a fit now I'm gettin' rich yea That hoe she make me sick now And I'm gon' take the risk now I'm probably wit his bitch now Ain't nobody getting left now... (It don't matter) It don't matter how There ain't no tapping out She check my fashion out Yea YSL her blouse Chanelly bitch turn up (right now) I'm ready bitch turn up (right now) I'm keeping that rocket tucked (right now) I'm keeping that glock aside I'm keepin' dead opps alive But I need that opp to die And I need my drugs to fly And the ring got bussed down Can't reach my phone now There's a reason I'm up now And the bitch got took down I'm high, gon' read the room still I be at home yea, posted wit my bro, yea .45 in the holster I been right here the whole time (yea, oh) In the wind her hair light up (yea) I wanna see you win, I win I- (yea) I gotta take a picture in here (yea) I gotta see you in that Chanel I gotta see you in YSL (I got to) My promises to you: never fail They robbed someone else It's a hot summer now I make her pass out On my feet: Italian Chanel She a eater, huh I need my re-up You bet not reach-ah Them bullets eat you up Them bullets heat you up She pull up eat me up (oh)