paroles de chanson Chanel - 3g

Dripped out in Chanel
Got money can't you tell
I love my Chanel
That's a flex in the mail, uh
Dripped out in Chanel
Got money can't you tell
I love my Chanel
That's a flex in the mail, uh

It's crazy ain't it?
Let me sit you down and get the picture painted right quick (Right quick)
Walking to school in my AND1s
It was two-thousand and one-five
Thinking I'm so fly with what nobody could buy
At Jefferson
Got this little air of confidence, I ain't know no confidants
But it's alright
Then I look down, see somebody wearing socks (What?)
It's got the 350 and a stripe
Dang, I wish I had those
Those clothes, so I hoped for all of that
When we was barely just rowing the boat
I reminisce and I see nothing changed
Brotha's pray for change in they pockets
Brotha's pray for a change but I'm watchin,
The news, right beside 'em is the wealthy on a horse,
In a mansion, in a rocket, sheesh

Dripped out in Chanel
Got money can't you tell
I love my Chanel
That's a flex in the mail, uh
Dripped out in Chanel
Got money can't you tell
I love my Chanel
That's a flex in the mail, uh

Cant feign humility among the humidity
All the drip on they necks it be killing me, dang
Taking the centerpiece but I just be try'na eat
On Gray Street was rickety, that's facts
I'm from the 'burbs but you can get curbed at any one second
So please hear the message for only a second
I support ya flexin', but I prefer to bring others up: love
That's a lesson
Yeah
Uh

That's a lesson
Yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Dripped out in (woo)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got money can't you
(Can't you tell)
I love my Chane-
That's a flex (flex, flex)
Dripped out in (woo)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got money can't you
(Can't you tell)
I love my Chane-
That's a flex (flex, flex)