The Gunna - Chanel Swagg lyrics

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The Gunna - Chanel Swagg lyrics

[Intro – Gunna] I just left the lot, I bought a new Jag Come check out my b---h, she got Chanel swag I look in my bag, I got some blue cash I just left the lot, I got a new Jag Go check out my b---h, she got Chanel swag I look in my bag, I got some blue cash [Hook/Chorus – Shad da God] Karats in my wrist and she like, “I just wanna see them I just wanna touch on you, your Backwoods look like three grams” Rose gold (?) Flexing with that Hitech, b---h Trap out that spot, that’s DrugRixh Plug fare, that’s Hoodrich [Verse 1 – Hoodrich Pablo Juan] Flexing too hard, f----d up my torso F----d in her mouth, she got that sore throat Balmain boots, jeans, and a fur coat Thugging immigrant, you know me with pure croat Juuging, they come with a barcode I won’t slip over the wire like Marlow I put your b---h in my bio We pouring up lean like it’s Cinco de Mayo Foreign red b---h, just like the Hitech I can’t f--k unless the p---y wet I got some snakes on my shoes I got a hundred in j**els I got her wet like a cruise I got a 20, all blues Born to win, we’ll never lose Pouring up lean I got the juice [Hook/Chorus – Gunna & Shad da God] I just left the lot, I bought a new Jag Go check out my b---h, she got Chanel swag I look in my bag, I got some blue cash Karats in my wrist and she like, “I just wanna see them I just wanna touch on you, your Backwoods look like three grams” Rose gold (?) Flexing with that Hitech, b---h Trap out that spot, that’s DrugRixh Plug fare, that’s Hoodrich [Verse 2 – YSL Duke] Dress and I drip in Chanel Giving these broke n----s h--l I want a rack, f--k a jail Sipping on drink, I’m moving like a snail B---h, I was 18 years old with a bale N----s get caught by the law, they gon’ tell Came out that jungle, I run with them shottas, for real All of my n----s, they worried ’bout a M Been lifting weight, but don’t be in no gym Riding in the backseat, but I’m in a recliner I changed her up, put my b---h in Designer B---h, I’m not stressing, I’m chasing this check She wanna f--k, but I only want neck Can’t only f--k me, gotta run through the set Late for the show, so we hopped on a jet I just been running it up I was so down on my luck Now, b---h, I’m up [Hook/Chorus – Gunna & Shad da God] I just left the lot, I bought a new Jag Go check out my b---h, she got Chanel swag I look in my bag, I got some blue cash Karats in my wrist and she like, “I just wanna see them I just wanna touch on you, your Backwoods look like three grams” Rose gold (?) Flexing with that Hitech, b---h Trap out that spot, that’s DrugRixh Plug fare, that’s Hoodrich [Outro – Gunna] I just left the lot, I got a new Jag Go check out my b---h, she got Chanel swag I look in my bag, I got some blue cash