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[Intro]

(BNYX)

[Chorus]

Rock Cha-ne-ne, man, I just signed for seven millies (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)

Rock Cha-ne-ne, man, let me tell you what's the deal (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)

Rock Cha-ne-ne, man (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)

Rock Cha-ne-ne, man, rock Cha-ne-ne, man (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)

I just walked in YSL, denim jeans, yeah (Phew)

All this shit done got too perfect, to a T, yeah

Yeah, no, no, I don't want the rollie, it want me, yeah (It want me)

And that bitch-ass way too fat, don’t fit in no jeans, yeah (Yeah)

[Verse]

Told you, "Wait a minute, let me wake up and count my racks" (My racks)

I could tell you don't be high, bitch, who the hell you tryna impress? (Ooh, yeah)

Sendin' shots to head, headshots, don't rock no vest (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)

I got Ricky Denim Jeans on and Saint Laurent like, yes (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)

I'm just askin' what the fiends on, "Cause they fell off?", yes (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)

Yeah, Balenci' what's my feet's on, like I'm runnin' track (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)

I had to cut up all my friends, I had to double back (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)

I be ridin' in them Tonka's, but I still like me the 'Vette (Oh, yeah)

[Chorus]

Rock Cha-ne-ne, man, I just signed for seven millies (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)

Rock Cha-ne-ne, man, let me tell you what's the deal (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)

Rock Cha-ne-ne, man (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)

Rock Cha-ne-ne, man, rock Cha-ne-ne, man (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)

I just walked in YSL, denim jeans, yeah (Phew)

All this shit done got too perfect, to a T, yeah

Yeah, no, no, I don't want the rollie, it want me, yeah (It want me)

And that bitch-ass way too fat, don’t fit in no jeans, yeah (Yeah)