Pap Chanel

Gucci Bucket Hat
Freeband Gang What's up, Chanel? Young (Pretty and Paid, Sonny Digital) FBG global (Project X, she had to put on a bucket right quick, yeah) Astronaut Yeah, Gucci bucket hat, Gucci bucket hat (Yeah), yeah Gucci bucket hat, Gucci bucket hat (Yeah), yeah Serving fentanyl, I ain't going back, yeah Serving fentanyl, I ain't going back, yeah Them bands up, they gon' pay someone to hurt you (Yeah) Gettin' rich was my virtue (Was my virtue) Maybach fish bowl, creep in it like a turtle (Creep) Big stacks, won't fold, taller than a hurdle (Won't fold) Gang unit lookin' for my young niggas servin' (Gang unit) Gang unit lookin' for my young niggas murkin' (Slatt) California, fast cars, going cowabunga (California) Every mornin' go and shop, draping up designer (Draped up) Got my legal credit card, but keep that dirty F&N (Woah) Shoot a thou', bet a thou', hurry, drop the PIN (Woah) Me and Herion dropped a seven on a ten (Woah) Seven days out the week, come through, spin (What else?) I'm gettin' legal money, still ride with dirty F&Ns California, fast cars, going cowabunga (Yeah) Gang unit lookin' for my young niggas murkin' (Yeah) Gang unit lookin' for my young niggas servin' (Yeah) Letras de canciones Gucci bucket hat, Gucci bucket hat (Brr), yeah Gucci bucket hat, Gucci bucket hat (Gucci), yeah Gucci bucket hat, Gucci bucket hat (How you comin'?), yeah Gucci bucket hat, Gucci bucket hat (Woo), yeah Serving fentanyl, I ain't going back (I ain't going back), yeah Serving fentanyl, I ain't going back (I ain't going back), yeah Serving fentanyl, I ain't going back (I ain't going, ayy), yeah Gucci bucket hat, Gucci bucket hat (Brr, okay then), yeah Double G's on my pocketbook, forgot which nigga bought it (Which nigga bought it?) Always speak my mind, don't care who hear, don't get your problem Don't count my eggs before they hatch, I cross my T's and dot my I's Like them double C's and Prada bags and hella dollar signs, bitch Gucci bucket hat, Gucci bucket hat And I got the shoes to match, these bitches fuck for that That's no cap, bitch P-A-P, I like free bands with no strings attached Don't be cashin' out on me if you gon' want your money back 'Cause I hate ballers that fiendin' like Felicia These hoes don't want no beef, if they eat salad, it's a Caesar These bitches problems in my eyes, I pick 'em with some tweezers Now tell me who belong to the streets? Like Romeo, they tryna master the P (Pap, bitch) Yeah, Gucci bucket hat, Gucci bucket hat (Brr), yeah (Okay then) Gucci bucket hat, Gucci bucket hat (Pap, bitch), yeah Givenchy duffel bag, Givenchy duffel bag, yeah Givenchy duffel bag, Givenchy duffel bag, yeah Serving fentanyl, I ain't going back (I ain't going back), yeah Serving fentanyl, I ain't going back (I ain't going back), yeah Serving fentanyl, I ain't going back (I ain't going), yeah Gucci bucket hat, Gucci bucket hat (Brr), yeah (Talk that shit, Young) Gucci bucket hat with a cup of Act' (Cup of Act') Pair of skinnies on and a couple racks (Freebandz) Couple hitters with me with a couple gats (Murk) Opps say we missed 'em, so we double back (Skrrt, skrrt, baow) Look like Dapper Dan, just a dope boy from the '80s (Woo) Ace Boogie at the cleaners, that was me until I made it (Young) Whatever I want, they pay it, had they money right, I weigh it (I do) The way I'm sellin' Molly Savage, you'd think Mike WiLL done made it (Ha) Bitch, I'm paid in full, I feel like Mitch in that Benz (Skrrt) You turn your head, fool, I have your bitch in that Benz (Demon) Riding with that tool, sellin' dog food, don't need no friends (Nah) Pluto and Seven in that foreign, feel like Bobo back again (Rest in peace) Yeah, Gucci bucket hat, Gucci bucket hat (Brr), yeah Gucci bucket hat, Gucci bucket hat, yeah Givenchy duffel bag, Givenchy duffel bag, yeah Givenchy duffel bag, Givenchy duffel bag, yeah Serving fentanyl, I ain't going back (I ain't going back), yeah Serving fentanyl, I ain't going back (I ain't going back), yeah Serving fentanyl, I ain't going back (I ain't going), yeah Gucci bucket hat, Gucci bucket hat (Brr), yeah From Letras Mania