She's got the Dolce and Gabbana on her waistline
Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada she don't waste time
Now she wanna link up she hits the FaceTime
Must not have heard my song before I hit the decline
Kickback and relax hit the recline
Played my song a couple times she hit the rewind
Now the bitch she wanna cuff she wanna be mine
Quit talking all that dumb shit I ain't got the time
I told that bitch to leave me lone, quit calling up my phone
She love me now that she see that I'm putting on
And she's sipping on Patron, double C my cologne
Got two twins on me named Chanel and Coco
Never been but they know my name out in Vegas
Crazy cause I ain't even considered famous
So many bitches I don't even remember what their name is
Numb to this shit I feel so f*cking painless
Regardless of the bullshit I remain here
Keep the bullshit to the side just stay there
Keep a close circle like a family affair
We play for keeps no we don't even play fair
So many numbers in my phone look like some yellow pages
Can't even match the name to these any of these f*cking faces
Seen all these cities and been to all these crazy places
So many memories man I wish I could erase them
Champagne bottles popping
Runway models flocking
Never running out of options
Niggas stay pocket watching
Me and my bitch like Team Rocket
On the go I'm never stopping
Did all this shit for profit
Keep my eye on the target
Mehki Raine - CHANEL AND COCO Lyrics
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She's got the Dolce and Gabbana on her waistline
Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada she don't waste time
Now she wanna link up she hits the FaceTime
Must not have heard my song before I hit the decline
Kickback and relax hit the recline
Played my song a couple times she hit the rewind
Now the bitch she wanna cuff she wanna be mine
Quit talking all that dumb shit I ain't got the time
I told that bitch to leave me lone, quit calling up my phone
She love me now that she see that I'm putting on
And she's sipping on Patron, double C my cologne
Got two twins on me named Chanel and Coco
Never been but they know my name out in Vegas
Crazy cause I ain't even considered famous
So many bitches I don't even remember what their name is
Numb to this shit I feel so f*cking painless
Regardless of the bullshit I remain here
Keep the bullshit to the side just stay there
Keep a close circle like a family affair
We play for keeps no we don't even play fair
So many numbers in my phone look like some yellow pages
Can't even match the name to these any of these f*cking faces
Seen all these cities and been to all these crazy places
So many memories man I wish I could erase them
Champagne bottles popping
Runway models flocking
Never running out of options
Niggas stay pocket watching
Me and my bitch like Team Rocket
On the go I'm never stopping
Did all this shit for profit
Keep my eye on the target
Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada she don't waste time
Now she wanna link up she hits the FaceTime
Must not have heard my song before I hit the decline
Kickback and relax hit the recline
Played my song a couple times she hit the rewind
Now the bitch she wanna cuff she wanna be mine
Quit talking all that dumb shit I ain't got the time
I told that bitch to leave me lone, quit calling up my phone
She love me now that she see that I'm putting on
And she's sipping on Patron, double C my cologne
Got two twins on me named Chanel and Coco
Never been but they know my name out in Vegas
Crazy cause I ain't even considered famous
So many bitches I don't even remember what their name is
Numb to this shit I feel so f*cking painless
Regardless of the bullshit I remain here
Keep the bullshit to the side just stay there
Keep a close circle like a family affair
We play for keeps no we don't even play fair
So many numbers in my phone look like some yellow pages
Can't even match the name to these any of these f*cking faces
Seen all these cities and been to all these crazy places
So many memories man I wish I could erase them
Champagne bottles popping
Runway models flocking
Never running out of options
Niggas stay pocket watching
Me and my bitch like Team Rocket
On the go I'm never stopping
Did all this shit for profit
Keep my eye on the target
Writer: Calvin Parkinson
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