Giving Chanel lyrics - Meek Mill (feat. Future)

Come with the gang he one of the gang

I get him a lawyer or pay him a bail

He a little shooter he ain't got no bitches I get

One of my bitches to send him some mail

I was just whipping the rarri on Collins

Giving them hell, she was just eating until she crying

It's giving Chanel, give me some money I know what to do

I turn one into the two and just give me a scale

Stacking my coins and my diamonds is water

I'm knowing these niggas ain't wishing me well

He got hit up with that Yop stick, ooh his kidneys failed

I been putting it on and you know Imma pop shit

Because I'm really FR, I ain't kissing tell

Imma keep it a racky niggas never could pack me in the back of the Bach

With a Maybach in back me

Know I'm rich as a rich as a athlete and I know what to do if them

People come grab me no I'm never gonna press plea

Say I'm tellin on who it'll get you smoked automatically

It will go on my rap sheet

Ooo racks

She throwin it because it was fat, I'm blowing it because

I be knowing I like it get focused and go get it back

She getting real hype around mike hov and them I just told her relax

This shit out the trenches I'm fresh out the kitchen from turning the stove to the max

And they killed my dawg a few days ago I ain't holding it back (LilB)

Can't even explain how I feel unless I'm rolling off these pills

I smoke some weed to go to sleep and wake up praying it ain't real

Go threw some new shit every week I need some head so I can chill

FR FR FR FR I'm really like that FRFR nigga got smack FRFR

He ain't really like that in the field FR

Really got back I started with nothing

I'll show you how to run up them Ms FR

FRFRFRFR

I'm on a G6 in a 747 fucking high as a plane

That's my lil nigga he a lil shooter

I gave him a bitch told her blow out his brain

I'm on jetskies in the ocean given them hell she eat the dick up until

She cry cry cry it's given Chanel

I got them hitters with me bought a whole lotta switches

With me like I'm back in the trenches

I took the street route when

I wake up and leave out I can throw on Givenchy

I'm in the back of the Bach with a bach following me with a rolls Behind

I got the Mac on the side of me rackeys and I'm rich as a athlete

I don't know how to talk back to the police if I get caught with a whole key

Whippin a Beamer I'm rockin a Rollie having trap money lowkey

I'm rocking Prada on Prada on LV got more water on then the Maldives

Ain't have no problem with getting the benjies I can smell all the envy

200 milly FRFR I'm still with the niggas that kill FR

I'm in a milly FRFR they gone on a drilly FRFR

Run up a Billy FRFR I bill and I Nilly FRFR

I got them racks them racks them racks, forreal they came in a vacuum seal

I'm in a coupe coupe and I'm dropping the top off boutta hit off a cougar

I got a plug plug when it comes to the drug drugs I got money and chula

You in the hood now got them robbers and killers round nigga work on a hill

I'm about to touch down where they runnin and Gunning down bought them sticks with us

I'm getting a wetski in the back of the benzy from two friendski's

I got some mixed breeds tryna eat up my undies getting hungry

I'm on a lear the vision the clips clear Cartier

She gave me mop top all year now it's giving some new gear

I got some bitches I'm ballin on this year think I'm playin for Pat Riley

I bet the hoes can hear me on G6 but they thought we was doing molly

I'm in the pent the one with the city view the one with the glass you get what you choose

Riding the bat mobile 200 to sit on the dash it's giving them coupe