Hoodrich Pablo Juan, Shad da God, Duke and Gunna - Chanel Swagg

I just left the lot, I bought a new Jag
Come check out my bitch, she got Chanel swag
I looked in my bag, I got some blue cash

I just left the lot, I got a new Jag
Go check out my bitch, she got Chanel swag
I look in my bag, I got some blue cash

Karats in my wrist and she like, "I just wanna see them
I just wanna touch on you, your Backwoods look like three grams"
Rose gold rozay Rollie
Sexy lil' red Hitech, bitch
Trap out that spot, that's DrugRixh
Plug fare, that's Hoodrich

Flexing too hard, fucked up my torso
Fucked in her mouth, she got that sore throat
Balmain boots, jeans, and a fur coat
Plug a immigrant, he load me with pure coke
Chickens they come with a bar code
I won't slip over the wire like Marlo
I put your bitch in my bio
We pouring up lean like it's Cinco de Mayo
Foreign red bitch, just like the Hitech
I can't fuck unless the pussy wet
I got some snakes on my shoes
I got a hundred in jewels
I got her wet like a cruise
I got a 20, all blues
Born to win, we'll never lose
Pouring up lean I got the juice

I just left the lot, I got a new Jag
Go check out my bitch, she got Chanel swag
I look in my bag, I got some blue cash

Karats in my wrist and she like, "I just wanna see them
I just wanna touch on you, your Backwoods look like three grams"
Rose gold rozay Rollie
Sexy lil' red Hitech, bitch
Trap out that spot, that's DrugRixh
Plug fare, that's Hoodrich

Dress and I drip in Chanel
Giving these broke niggas hell
I want a rack, fuck a jail
Sipping on drink, I'm moving like a snail
Bitch, I was 18 years old with a bale
Niggas get caught by the law, they gon' tell
Came out that jungle, I run with them shottas, for real
All of my niggas, they worried 'bout a M
Been lifting weight, but don't be in no gym
Riding in the backseat, but I'm in a recliner
I changed her up, put my bitch in designer
Bitch, I'm not stressing, I'm chasing this check
She wanna fuck, but I only want neck
Can't only fuck me, gotta run through the set
Late for the show, so we hopped on a jet
I just been running it up
I was so down on my luck
Now, bitch, I'm up

I just left the lot, I got a new Jag
Go check out my bitch, she got Chanel swag
I look in my bag, I got some blue cash

Karats in my wrist and she like, "I just wanna see them
I just wanna touch on you, your Backwoods look like three grams"
Rose gold rozay Rollie
Sexy lil' red Hitech, bitch
Trap out that spot, that's DrugRixh
Plug fare, that's Hoodrich

I just left the lot, I got a new Jag
Go check out my bitch, she got Chanel swag
I look in my bag, I got some blue cash

Written by:
Duke, Sergio Kitchens, Hoodrich Pablo Juan, Shad Da God, Joshua Cross

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