Chanel Pills

Haza
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'mma do this for Istanbul, you know
Sen mi ben mi
My pills Chanel
My snow Dior
Hustle dress up
Top to bottom
Fresh clean, fresh clean

My pills Chanel, my my my pills Chanel
My snow Dior, my my my snow Dior
I hustle and dress up, top the bottom, fresh clean
I'm pimpin', and I'm drinkin' lean
Paparazzi, I'mma stay a mystery
I can't be seen, nah, I can't be seen
Dies her hair green like she's a teen again
High waisted jeans 90s you know what I mean
Michael Jackson Billie Jean, too much caffeine
No more cocaine, I'm a downer codeine
Pink molly too, she can barely move
It's all good though, she got nothing to prove
Got a lot of dough, VIP straight through
Got my mask on, staying healthy no flu
I ain't got no ceilings, like I'm wheezy Lil Wayne
I ride through the night, like I'm Batman Bruce Wayne
Demons in my mind, I don't know how to tame huh
With all these drugs, can sanity be maintained huh
I worry if it's a lot for my brain huh
My goals on one side, the other side is going insane yuh
And if that ever happens, I'm the only one to blame
All this shit, for fame
What a shame
I can't stay the same
I can't stay the same
So I'mma make... Something out of my name

The way the top feels, I'mma never go down
Despite all you haters I'm with the crown
Making profit I'mma put it all back
Million streams and I'mma produce another track

At 32, I started to chase my dreams
Funny but it's true, life is just a trip
So come and catch me some time in my feelings
I came from the trenches, now I'm riding benzes
Never tint my windows, gotta see a young boy rollin
Laser focus on my work, please stop calling
It don't matter, I'll pop it, I ain't trippin
Can be methylphenidate, or an amphetamine
Grab a coffee with some Addy early in the morning
Afternoon, you can add Focalin or Ritalin
Need euphoria, I'll vape some sativa
If I've got to sleep, I'll be smoking indica
I've met Future, now I'm sippin' lean like a soup
For my morning blues, I might grab a cold brew
When she wants to tan, I'll be missing my roof
Ballin' for endorphin, I got handles, Uncle Drew
Morphine, Vicodin, and some Oxycontin
Can't be late, wonderland, Mr. Rabbit waiting

The way the top feels, I'mma never go down
Despite all you haters I'm with the crown
Making profit I'mma put it all back
Million streams and I'mma produce another track

My pills Chanel, my my my pills Chanel
My snow Dior, my my my snow Dior
I hustle and dress up, top the bottom, fresh clean
Fresh clean, fresh clean
It don't matter, I'll pop it I ain't trippin
Can be methylphenidate, or an amphetamine
Morphine, Vicodin, and some Oxycontin
I can't be late, wonderland, Mr. Rabbit waiting



Credits
Writer(s): Erhan Ozcan
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