Chanel West Coast - DTK: Dress To k** lyrics

[Hook] I don't give a f**, I never did I'm the baddest b**h, chillin in the hills You talking broke? I'm talking bills I dress to k** [Verse 1: Chanel] It's your girl Chanel West coast queen b**h want to test me? go ahead please Crush you hoes like a soda can I got the baddest flows it's over man I'll slap a ho Even with my spray tan White girl swag get the f** outta my way man I don't give a f** I'm so ruthless Causing a ruckus I'm a f**ing nuisance b**hes hating, even my own friends f** that fake sh**, I don't need no friends I do me, don't care what you think I get money, stack paper like kinko's Flow so sick, spit a verse before you blink, yo Twisted sh**, but I can slow it down real slow Turtle flow, Smoking purple dro Don't worry ho, go hurry home It's about to get cold, 'bout to get ugly I ain't no friendly ho Don't try to hug me Little baby thug, see? lookin' fly Looking lovely, little Cali dime I ain't even gotta try Swag in my bloodstream 24/7 high, Kush what I'm puffin It ain't nothin, I stay stuntin' None of you b**hes could touch me [Hook] I don't give a f**, I never did I'm the baddest b**h, chillin in the hills You talking broke? I'm talking bills I dress to k** [Verse: 2] I'm a f**ing b**h, bad attitude Hoes in my bizz that's why I act rude I don't give a f** no nice guy Wanna push your luck? go ahead and try Bad temper and my p**y got a sign on it Don't enter less a dude spend time on it Put a rock on my finger I'm a bad b**h Crispy like a chicken finger and I'm mad rich Rocking Gucci, Fendi, Louis, Prada some b**hes hate it Got alot of brand names, guess I'm basic I don't give a f** though I be out here getting dough Plus I gotta better flow Icy in a sweater yo Yes I'm the general Flow is incredible Sweet like candy Yeah I'm so edible Flyer than a parachute Nails did, hair is cute Got too many pair of shoes Louis V, Jimmy Choo Alot people steady dissing But I eat the competition Eat em up in my kitchen Homie I suggest you listen Yeah you know I'm on a mission Sitting wit my palms itching That means money I'mma get it One day I'mma be the richest You can't even understand it Cause you don't even live it Focus on my business Chilling smoking on a swisher Man f** these b**hes