Bleu De Chanel

She said "take me to that LA west side Hollywood"
What's good
Stuntin on you bitches take a look, take a look
Every day I'm making moves they ain't even think I could
Get my money up dawg now I got these bitches shook
What's that what it cost dollar talk
Pearls on my neck and supreme what I rock
Le fleur on my nails couple hundred what I drop
It's that bleu de Chanel on my body what she want

Bitch I'm getting five stars
Middle finger to the cop car yea
Ski mask and we rocking all black
Bitch I'm feeling like I'm Carti made rockstar
Boy you sub-par
Life a game and you better play the right cards
New chain new ring keep my shit clean
And I'm getting paid, set that high bar

Pull up with the boys on my block
And i'm feeling like the shit got my money on top
And these bitches love me for the way I rock
It's that bleu de Chanel on my body what she want
I feel like I'm winning nonstop
And I spend a couple hundred on the clothes that I cop
And I'm getting hella love for the shit I drop
It's that bleu de Chanel on my body what she want

Rendezvous west side
I'm downtown lookin' so clean under city lights
And we hop in my ride (Yeah right)
Bleu de Chanel too much cash on me
Shit I'm feelin' so fine
Sunset blvd put it in drive
Six in my four-door I can fit two more
Fuck the police til I die

Pull up with the boys on my block
And I'm feeling like the shit got my money on top
And these bitches love me for the way I rock
It's that bleu de Chanel on my body what she want
I feel like I'm winning nonstop
And I spend a couple hundred on the clothes that I cop
And I'm getting hella love for the shit I drop
It's that bleu de Chanel on my body what she want



Credits
Writer(s): Riley Aki
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