"BEAT UP CHANEL$" lyrics
Money, drugs, chains on my chest, that vintage Celine
Diamond grills, champagne bottles, swagger I bleed
I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed
I want a cigarette
Don't wanna talk with ease
I'm over all it
Don't try fuckin' with me
Boy, I don't want it
You should go and get with her
She's better for ya
Baby, I'm not that girl
Don't want no loving from ya
Don't try fuckin' with me-e, yeah
No, I don't want it
You should go and get with her, oh, uh
She's better for ya
Never gonna be your girl
Boy, I don't want ya
I don't want loving
All that I want is
Sex, money, drugs, chains on my chest, vintage Celine
Diamond grills, champagne bottles I get for free
I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed
Fuck him, go into his closet, steal some of his Supreme
I want beat up Chanels, I want new personnel
I wanna dye my hair every pretty shade of pastel
I want nasty after parties, banged up at the motel
I want beat up Chanels, I want something for real
I don't give a damn
Don't you understand?
I've been down
So don't come around
I see it, know you want it
Yeah
Yeah, I'm not going for it
It's in the best
He really want a chance
Sorry, man, not a fan
He lookin' when I dance
Keep ya head up out ya pants
I never really want it
You know that all I want is
All I want is
Money, drugs, chains on my chest, that vintage Celine
Diamond grills, champagne bottles, swagger I bleed
I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed
I want a cigarette
Money, drugs, chains on my chest, that vintage Celine
Diamond grills, champagne bottles, swagger I bleed
I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed
I want a cigarette
Sex, money, drugs, chains on my chest, vintage Celine
Diamond grills, champagne bottles I get for free
I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed
Fuck him, go into his closet, steal some of his Supreme
I want beat up Chanels, I want new personnel
I wanna dye my hair every pretty shade of pastel
I want nasty after parties, banged up at the motel
I want beat up Chanels, I want something for real
B-beat up Chanels, I want something for real
B-beat up Chanels, I want something for real
B-beat up Chanels, I want something for real
Diamond grills, champagne bottles, swagger I bleed
I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed
I want a cigarette
Don't wanna talk with ease
I'm over all it
Don't try fuckin' with me
Boy, I don't want it
You should go and get with her
She's better for ya
Baby, I'm not that girl
Don't want no loving from ya
Don't try fuckin' with me-e, yeah
No, I don't want it
You should go and get with her, oh, uh
She's better for ya
Never gonna be your girl
Boy, I don't want ya
I don't want loving
All that I want is
Sex, money, drugs, chains on my chest, vintage Celine
Diamond grills, champagne bottles I get for free
I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed
Fuck him, go into his closet, steal some of his Supreme
I want beat up Chanels, I want new personnel
I wanna dye my hair every pretty shade of pastel
I want nasty after parties, banged up at the motel
I want beat up Chanels, I want something for real
I don't give a damn
Don't you understand?
I've been down
So don't come around
I see it, know you want it
Yeah
Yeah, I'm not going for it
It's in the best
He really want a chance
Sorry, man, not a fan
He lookin' when I dance
Keep ya head up out ya pants
I never really want it
You know that all I want is
All I want is
Money, drugs, chains on my chest, that vintage Celine
Diamond grills, champagne bottles, swagger I bleed
I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed
I want a cigarette
Money, drugs, chains on my chest, that vintage Celine
Diamond grills, champagne bottles, swagger I bleed
I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed
I want a cigarette
Sex, money, drugs, chains on my chest, vintage Celine
Diamond grills, champagne bottles I get for free
I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed
Fuck him, go into his closet, steal some of his Supreme
I want beat up Chanels, I want new personnel
I wanna dye my hair every pretty shade of pastel
I want nasty after parties, banged up at the motel
I want beat up Chanels, I want something for real
B-beat up Chanels, I want something for real
B-beat up Chanels, I want something for real
B-beat up Chanels, I want something for real
Writer(s): Wyatt Bernard, Catherine Grace Garner, Austin Dale Corona
