Chanel Swagg - HoodRich Pablo Juan, Gunna, Shad Da God

I just left the lot, I bought a new Jag

Come check out my bitch, 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 bitch, 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, bitch

Trap out that spot, that’s DrugRixh

Plug fare, that’s Hoodrich

Flexing too hard, fucked up my torso

Fucked 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 bitch in my bio

We pouring up lean like it’s Cinco de Mayo

Foreign red bitch, just like the Hitech

I can’t fuck unless the pussy wet

I got some snakes on my shoes

I got a hundred in jewels

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

I just left the lot, I bought a new Jag

Go check out my bitch, 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, bitch

Trap out that spot, that’s DrugRixh

Plug fare, that’s Hoodrich

Dress and I drip in Chanel

Giving these broke niggas hell

I want a rack, fuck a jail

Sipping on drink, I’m moving like a snail

Bitch, I was 18 years old with a bale

Niggas get caught by the law, they gon' tell

Came out that jungle, I run with them shottas, for real

All of my niggas, 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 bitch in Designer

Bitch, I’m not stressing, I’m chasing this check

She wanna fuck, but I only want neck

Can’t only fuck 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, bitch, I’m up

I just left the lot, I bought a new Jag

Go check out my bitch, 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, bitch

Trap out that spot, that’s DrugRixh

Plug fare, that’s Hoodrich

I just left the lot, I got a new Jag

Go check out my bitch, she got Chanel swag

I look in my bag, I got some blue cash