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metro boomin - chanel vintage lyrics

[intro: future & (young thug)]
you want to go to maxfield and
and, and you wanna, you wanna be on melrose and
and, and you want to go get some chanel vintage
(chanel, chanel, chanel, chanel, chanel)
okay

[chorus: future]
chanel vintage, chanel vintage
chanel vintage, chanel vintage
chanel vintage, chanel vintage
chanel vintage, chanel vintage
you poppin’ your tags, you poppin’ your tags, chanel vintage
you poppin’ your tags, you rockin’, you rockin’ chanel vintage
chanel vintage, rock her chanel vintage
chanel vintage, chanel vintage

[verse 1: future]
i bought that b-tch a bag by mistake (woo)
i bought your b-tch a bag by mistake
we takin’ up the whole murder rate
i’m takin’ up the whole murder rate
i k!lled your swag, i k!lled your swag, i k!lled it
i knew i sh-t it, once i did it, once i do it
i f-ck with busta rhymes, they thought i stole his swagger
shine, shine, n-gga, shine, n-gga
(chanel, chanel, chanel ya)
i’m tony montana n-gga
i’m k!llin’ this fashion sh-t for sure
i’m dressin’ these b-tches head to toe

[verse 2: future]
chanel body, b-tch so bad that she gotta chanel body (hol’ up)
chanel problems, all these b-tches got chanel problems (woo)
chanel got ’em, everything she want bet chanel got it (hol’ up)
chanel molly, n-ggas so rich pop chanel mollies
chanel pockets, racks so tall got chanel pockets
feds watchin’, all this chanel got the feds watchin’
chanel coupe, black on white with chanel shoes (hol’ up)
chanel trucks, put my lean in chanel cups (woo)
yeah, ten bands, bought my b-tch like ten bags (woo)
ten bands, then bought my b-tch like ten bags (hol’ up)
chanel tags, all she pop is chanel tags
chanel trick n-gga like me that’s chanel trick (woo)

[verse 3: young thug]
young thug futuristic, i want to f-ck deelishis (woo)
popped molly and x and turn into freak and i f-ck on they t-tties (i’m freakin’ these b-tches)
chanel vintage, let’s please be specific
i’m stuffin’ my path with all kinds of racks
i f-ck her like they from old nat
i’m turnin’ these girls into brats, chanel vintage, menswear
you know that there’s no strings attached
my money ’bout long as a ‘lac, sheesh, let it breathe
i coulda just bought some chanel vintage
what i spend on my sleeves
young thugger don’t want him no stale misses
let me see some degrees
i swear, i swear, i swallowed a b-tch
i just spent like two birds on my wrist
i just pull out two birds on my b-tch
all this talking i get i’ma l!ck
i sell robins but i don’t know thicke, from the one to the six

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