Chanel Bag

[Intro: Gucci Mane]

Brr, brr

It's Gucci

Brr, brr

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

She don't want no lame nigga, she like drug dealers (Brr, brr)

Her pussy ain't for broke niggas, she like rich niggas (Brr, brr)

I'ma do her hair, her nails, her toes and keep her fly (It's Gucci)

She might get a Chanel purse if her head is fire (Yeah)

She don't want no lame nigga, she like drug dealers (Brr, brr)

Her pussy ain't for broke niggas, she like rich niggas (Brr, brr)

I'ma do her hair, her nails, her toes and keep her fly (Fly, fly)

She might get a Chanel purse if hеr head is fire (Her hеad fire)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]

Yellow four-door coupe, it look like a photoshoot (Yoom)

Got a yellow bitch with me and canary yellow juice (Yoom)

Buy her Chanel, I got crazy clientele and that's true (And it is true)

And if I tell that bitch to jump, then she gon' jump off the roof

Act like it's a honeymoon, we ain't even jump the broom (Uh)

Suckin' me like a vacuum, man, this bitch must be on shrooms (Ooh)

I was tryna keep it cool, no pressure, call me Mr. Smooth

When I whip my dick out of my pants, the elephant in the room (Well, damn)

And she just broke up with her ex, young nigga didn't have no money (No)

A Black girl, but she give head like she a snow bunny (Well, damn)

I just gave her five thousand and told her, "It's gas money" (Gas)

He be askin', can he borrow? He gambled his last money (Last)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & JT]

She don't want no lame nigga, she like drug dealers (Brr, brr)

Her pussy ain't for broke niggas, she like rich niggas (Rich niggas)

I'ma do her hair, her nails, her toes and keep her fly (Keep her fly)

She might get a Chanel purse if her head is fire (Her head is fire)

She don't want no lame nigga, she like drug dealers (Drug dealers)

Her pussy ain't for broke niggas, she like rich niggas (Yeah)

I'ma do her hair, her nails, her toes and keep her fly (City Cinderella)

She might get a Chanel purse if her head is fire (Uh)

[Verse 2: JT]

I give bad bitch, these bitches don't give that (They don't)

He was your lifeline, ho, I came and killed that (I did)

I love to show off, bitch, that's why the top back (Skrrt)

I know your stalkin' ass seen a ho top that (Hi)

Only get high overseas, ho

Microdosin' in a thong, smokin' weed, ho

Watch what you say, bitch

Fuck what you mean, ho (Fuck what you mean, ho)

I'm the real deal, you the meme, ho

Hoes hate me, but I'm still gon' stunt (Fuck 'em)

Chanel bags, got three this month (Bags)

Bail hoppin' with a thief and a pump

Presi' on my wrist, I scam like Trump (Not guilty)

I post it twice, just to rub it in (Haha)

I'm Keisha fine, bitch, show your friend

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

She don't want no lame nigga, she like drug dealers (Drugs)

Her pussy ain't for broke niggas, she like rich niggas (Rich)

I'ma do her hair, her nails, her toes and keep her fly (Fly, fly)

She might get a Chanel purse if her head is fire (Her head fire)

She don't want no lame nigga, she like drug dealers (Brr, brr)

Her pussy ain't for broke niggas, she like rich niggas (Rich niggas)

I'ma do her hair, her nails, her toes and keep her fly (Fly, fly)

She might get a Chanel purse if her head is fire (Her head fire)