BEAT UP CHANEL$

Money, drugs, chains on my chest, that vintage Celine

Diamond grills, champagne bottles, swagger I bleed

I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed

I want a cigarette

Don't wanna talk with ease, I'm over all it

Don't try fuckin' with me, boy, I don't want it

You should go and get with her, she's better for you

Baby, I'm not that girl, don't want no lovin' from you

Don't try fuckin' with me-e, yeah, no, I don't want it

You should go and get with her, oh, uh, she's better for you

Never gonna be your girl, boy, I don't want you

I don't want lovin', all that I want is

Sex, money, drugs, chains on my chest, vintage Celine

Diamond grills, champagne bottles, I get for free

I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed

Fuck him, go into his closet, steal some of his Supreme

I want beat-up Chanels, I want new personnel

I wanna dye my hair every pretty shade of pastel

I want nasty after parties, banged up at the motel

I want beat-up Chanels, I want somethin' for real

(Don't, I don't, I don't, I don't, I)

I don't give a damn, don't you understand?

I've been down, so don't come around

I see it, know you want it, yeah

Yeah, I'm not goin' for it, it's in the best

He really want a chance, sorry, man, not a fan

He lookin' when I dance, keep your head up out your pants

I never really want it

You know that all I want is, all I want is

Money, drugs, chains on my chest, that vintage Celine

Diamond grills, champagne bottles, swagger I bleed

I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed

I want a cigarette

Money, drugs, chains on my chest, that vintage Celine

Diamond grills, champagne bottles, swagger I bleed

I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed

I want a cigarette

Sex, money, drugs, chains on my chest, vintage Celine

Diamond grills, champagne bottles, I get for free

I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed

Fuck him, go into his closet, steal some of his Supreme

I want beat-up Chanels, I want new personnel

I wanna dye my hair every pretty shade of pastel

I want nasty after parties, banged up at the motel

I want beat-up Chanels, I want somethin' for real

Beat-up Chanels, I want somethin' for real

Beat-up Chanels, I want somethin' for real

Beat-up Chanels, I want somethin' for real