Chanel Shades

Uh,
I can't see that bullshit cause I got my Chanel shades on,
On that molly rolling can't take my Chanel shades off,
Pulled up on him left him looking like a red crayon,
I put my soul into this shit I'm hoping it pays off,
Shawty said let's make a sex tape uh,
I hit the right spots, know I make her legs shake uh,
Oh you mad then it's prolly cause you bitch made uh,
Lil shawty bad I had to ask her how them lips taste uh,
Some good sex messed her make up up,
I know these hoes all the same and they can't be trusted,
Im feeling low I roll one up, dirty soda in my cup,
They talking like I give a fuck, my .40 turn em all to dust,
I don't see no competition, do my own damn stuff,
You try me then I grab the pole just like a pole dancer,
I'm broke inside, I'm broke in wealth, but still my soul can't sell,
I smoke exotic weed they smoking on that lung cancer oh,
Get so high that I be so damn stuck,
Get so high the earth my toes won't touch oh,
Bad lil bitch she do a toe touch uh,
And my emotions I don't show much of,
All they ever do is hate on me they show no love,
Wish I could be a kid forever I don't wanna grow up,
Been living fast wish that I could slow up,
200 songs on they ass think I might blow up,
I can't see that bullshit cause I got my Chanel shades on,
On that molly rolling can't take my Chanel shades off,
Pulled up on him left him looking like a red crayon,
I put my soul into this shit I'm hoping it pays off,
Shawty said let's make a sex tape uh,
I hit the right spots, know I make her legs shake uh,
Oh you mad then it's prolly cause you bitch made uh,
Lil shawty bad I had to ask her how them lips taste uh,
Some good sex messed her make up up,
I know these hoes all the same and they can't be trusted.



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Writer(s): Nate Howell
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