Gunna - Chanel lyrics
She want Chanel, go get it, she want Chanel, go get it She want this Fendi, go get it, she want a Birkin, go get it She want this Gucci, she get it, she want this Louis, go get it Loubs with the spikes, she get it, everything I got, she gettin' it, yeah Bentley sedan, she get it, hop out the Benz, she gettin' it Hop out the Lamb, she gettin' it, the Porsche Cayenne, she gettin' it Hop out the coupe, she get it, Ashanti the shoes, she get it I put my kids on her titty, anything she want she can get it Anything you see, you can get it Here go the keys to the Bentley When I f**k her, I got good intentions I just can't get my palms to stop itchin' Water on me like I live with the fishes I done ordered every color in tennis Got the diamonds put in by my dentist I'ma shine when I'm skinnin' and grinnin' Ice my watch, I'm not wastin' my time Gunna dripping with Uzi and Slime Connect with my b***h like a WiFi Slidin' in the DM like a Cha Cha I got M's, I can take care of the southside I've been buildin' these billionaire ties Got the Yves Saint Laurent heels in your size Get the penthouse and fill it with vibes Got Marc Jacobs, they cover my eyes She need help, I'ma send her a dime I can't pour nothing less than two lines Luxury all the back seats recline She want me to put that d**k in her spine Take her shoppin' and keep her from cryin' Give you stones you one of a kind Got Chanel with the C's on both sides She want Chanel, go get it, she want Chanel, go get it She want this Fendi, go get it, she want a Birkin, go get it She want this Gucci, she get it, she want this Louis, go get it Loubs with the spikes, she get it, everything I got, she gettin' it, yeah Bentley sedan, she get it, hop out the Benz, she gettin' it Hop out the Lamb, she gettin' it, the Porsche Cayenne, she gettin' it Hop out the coupe, she get it, Ashanti the shoes, she get it I put my kids on her titty, anything she want she can get it She want Chanel, she get it Louis V bag and Dior her titty They locked the door when we walk in Fendi Save the 100's, them dubs, we spendin' Real dope boy, ain't chargin' no card New G-Wagon, she already got Real grown woman, she ain't post her body Check price tags, you want it, you get it You a big Thugger fan, you scared to admit it Gettin' sixty for a show, I'm handlin' business LA for a month, get away from the city Been sippin' this syrup, I'ma need a new kidney Just tell me where it's at and I'ma go in and get it ‘Ever I say, she on it New Range Rover, she want it We don't do loans, she own it Runnin' out of space for the bags in her closet Runnin' through checks every day, no fraud s**t Rose gold Presidential Rollie look polished Bad lil' b***h, good brain, go to college You ain't really gotta pay for nothing, I got it Big bankroll, I ain't totin' no wallet I don't withdraw, nickname deposit T-Pain, Plies, I call her my shawty, my shawty She want Chanel, go get it She want Chanel, go get it She want this Fendi, go get it, she want a Birkin, go get it She want this Gucci, she get it, she want this Louis, go get it Loubs with the spikes, she get it, everything I got, she gettin' it, yeah Bentley sedan, she get it, hop out the Benz, she gettin' it Hop out the Lamb, she gettin' it, the Porsche Cayenne, she gettin' it Hop out the coupe, she get it, Ashanti the shoes, she get it I put my kids on her titty, anything she want she can get it