text: Chanel Lyrics
  Sweet like honey, I am money, shoes dem bloody, drip still gully
  I’m in Dior and Givenchy, I only like Chanel when she’s wearing Gucci
  I step clean in Chanel’s I pave the way
  If I like that season I’ll lose my mind and I’ll make it rain
  Double c’s matching you’ll think she’s bait
  She didn’t wanna fuck when I was bruk, she saw some wads them came and came
  Face is bait, I zip it to the top when I step in Bape
  It could be Dior or Moncler runners when I step on stage
  You wouldn’t even know I spent a stack on this tracksuit, it’s plain
  Now these hoes want me to put my eggs in one basket Dwayne Wade
  One level, a trackie no time to maintain a fade
  110 on the m tryna cash and make sure I’m paid
  Sweet like honey I am money, shoes dem bloody, drip still gully
  I’m in Dior and Givenchy, I only like Chanel when she’s wearing Gucci
  Sweet like honey I am money, shoes dem bloody, drip still gully
  I’m in Dior and Givenchy, I only like Chanel when she’s wearing Gucci
  All of these bad b’s love me come through looking like I’m made of money
  Life was hard and bummy so I just trapped until I made it lovely
  I never would’ve worked a 9/5 but Gucci was my kind of design
  So I just built me a county line, my first 5 was made in country
  We up now but I come from poverty, I’m a masterpiece don’t bother me
  Just whipped up a nine in my LV trackie I got quantity and quality
  Times I prayed for seven days but I ain’t tryna save no face
  Babes we can fly to the Medellin and I’ll just tell shawty save the dates
  Spend this change, like I don’t like this money
  D&G trackie looking stylish on me
  Shes already there, she hears sirens from me, she looks so good, she-
  Sweet like honey, I am money
  Shoes dem bloody, drip still gully
  Im in Dior and Givenchy
  I only like Chanel when shes wearing Gucci, yeah, yeah
  Sweet like honey, I am money
  Shoes dem bloody, drip still gully
  Im in Dior and Givenchy
  I only like Chanel when shes wearing Gucci, yeah, yeah
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