Chanel

She want Chanel, she want the finer things, might buy a wedding ring, she got me buying everything, young nigga came from the slums, came up now I’m flexing on them, they look down on me, they didn’t think I’ll make it this far Paper chasing, got to get to the money I’m racing, love the way she looking, not basic, they don’t like us they be hating, facing we going places, we gonna keep them waiting, tired of them hating I freak you right, I pin you to the bed