Chanel

I gotta left wrist that's on frozen quarter mili shining rocking my ear

She come paris and she dressing fair

Got me a bad bih that's rocking Chanel

I'm with my dogs and we ain't moving fair

Coming through poppin' all the shit ah yea

I'm having a blast feeling good it's a fair

Smoking the blunt till it's fading in the air

Couldn't give two fucks what they saying cause they hating

I'm just faded while I'm driving in a two lane drive

She off pills popping seals gotta baddie from the hills