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buy her chanel - guap tarantino lyrics

[intro]
cicero on the beat
what?

[verse]
with a scale, n*ggas trappin’ (woo)
i got bales and i’m rappin’ (woo)
young n*gga wrap that sh*t up quick (wrap it up)
i been swipin’ cards all through the 6 (swipin’ cards)
look at my chain, i’m doin’ my thing (large)
look at my chain, i let this sh*t swing (swing)
n*gga wan’ play, we aim at your brain (yeah)
i’m in my bag, i’m doin’ my thing (woo, woo)
i got them racks if i’m on lean (racks)
yeah, b*tch, i’m on my sh*t (racks)
i came a long way from the bricks (racks)
i took the wrong way to get rich (ra*ra*racks)
i’m on the purge, i might suck her tits (woo)
i go berserk, they say that i’m lit (yeah)
yeah, b*tch, i go insane (‘sane)
i pop percs, she diggin’ my game (percs)
feelin’ like evil knievel (evil knievel)
money, it’s makin’ me evil, yeah
i bought the chopper illegal (yeah), yeah
and i like smokin’ on reefer (yeah, yeah), yeah
b*tch, i’m a bird, eagle (yeah, yeah), yeah
young freeband gang like the beatles (yeah, yeah), yeah
and i got stripes like a zebra (woo)
high, high, smokin’ this sh*t like it’s legal (woo)
i might just go call up the reaper (let’s go), ha
walk on this beat like a creature (creature), ha
i do this sh*t for my people (people), yeah
i’m in my lane, don’t need blinkers (woo)
i pray to your b*tch like a preacher (woo)
young freeband callin’ me teacher, yeah (double back)
i’m finna ball with no bleachers (yeah)
get rid of all the leeches, yeah (no cap)

[chorus]
buy her chanel, what?
buy her chanel (yeah, yeah), what?
buy her chanel (buy her chanel), what?
buy her chanel (buy her chanel), what?
buy her chanel (buy her chanel), can’t you tell?
i be juugin’, whales, yeah (whales)
diamonds my neck, diamonds my wrist (eee*ee)
ooh, i got bales, what? (skrt)
buy her chanel, what?
buy her chanel (yeah, yeah), what?
buy her chanel (buy her chanel), what?
buy her chanel (buy her chanel), what?
buy her chanel (buy her chanel), can’t you tell?
i be juugin’, whales, yeah (whales)
diamonds my neck, diamonds my wrist (eee*ee)
ooh, i got bales, what?

[outro]
with a scale, n*ggas trappin’
i got bales and i’m rappin
young n*gga wrap that sh*t up quick
look at my chain, i’m doin’ my thing
look at my chain, i let this sh*t swing (swing)
i’m in my bag, i’m doin’ my thing

- guap tarantino lyrics

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