Chapel Road

Got a gat that’s hot to go, so I call it Chappell Roan

Brick Calix, making shit I never heard before

You think that you’re hard and simpletons think that they know

And they’re so confused that they don’t know which way to go

This the one that Nic built as I’m goin down below

When I’m in the spot I know that everybody know

Don’t really need a phone, got airplane mode on my phone

I can’t keep up with hoes so I’d rather be alone

Wasted any day feeling suicide prone

Now I hate so much I wanna scrape em to the bone

Now I hate so much I wanna skin em to the bone

Now I hate so much I wish I ate them to the bone

She sweet as an ice cream so I put her on the cone

I drive with the high beams and I’m hittin all the cones

Got a big package so I threw it at the door

Threw it at the door, at the motherfuckin door

I sound dumb as shit until I figure out the flow

Free Palestine, and shoot down all of the drones

Read a paperback and now I think I’m coming home

Been watching Yellowjackets but I hate when they are grown

I only like when they are in the woods and all alone

Natalie look really good, wish I could call her on the phone

I love a white girl who look like there’s problems at the home

And a girl with red lipstick, she paint me up and get it on

And a girl with red hair make me wanna write a poem

Got a gat that’s hot to go so I call it Chappell Roan