You Got It

[Into]
(Reuel, stop playin' with these niggas)
Lords (Chanel, you got it, your hair, you got it)
I was into doggin' bitches 'fore I ran to you (MIA JAY C)
Real bottom boy (Gettin' rid of all them bitches, what you finna—)
Chanel, you got it, your hair, you got it
For real, you got it, come— mm
Yeah, come on
Uh, yeah, lords

[Chorus]
Ah, Chanel (You got it), yeah, your hair (You got it)
Your nails (You got it), goin' where? (Girl, you got it, ah, yeah)
I was into doggin' bitches 'fore I ran to you (Mm-hmm)
Gettin' rid of all them bitches, what you finna do?
Chanel, you got it, your hair, you got it
Yeah, your nails, you got it, for real, girl, you got it (What you want?)
If I'm really fuckin' with you, I'll spend it too (Mm-hmm)
The mall gon' close in an hour, what you finna do?

[Verse 1]
I'm double seein' drunk, you know I double see her pumps (Mm-hmm)
Vacation for a month, wake up and see the sun (True)
Passenger queen, when on traps, she like to see me run (Come on)
Fall in love, fuck it up, baby,keep it fun (Yeah)
'Cause I ain't see you once, I'm actin' like I'm Stevie Wonder
Dirty sticks on all the blocks, you should see the drums
Hell yeah, I tell her come when I need to cum
She got a crazy head shot and she don't even need a gun (Mm-hmm, yeah)
I'm spendin' cheese for fun, you ain't gon' need for nothin'
Do that lil' trick you do, let me see your tongue (Yeah)
Two bitches suckin' dick, I'm tryna see who won (Who I choose)
Yeah, she a ten, but I still tell her she the one

[Chorus]
Ah, Chanel (You got it), yeah, your hair (You got it)
Your nails (You got it), goin' where? (Girl, you got it, ah, yeah)
I was into doggin' bitches 'fore I ran to you (Mm-hmm)
Gettin' rid of all them bitches, what you finna do?
Chanel, you got it, your hair, you got it
Yeah, your nails, you got it, for real, girl, you got it (What you want?)
If I'm really fuckin' with you, I'll spend it too (Mm-hmm)
The mall gon' close in an hour, what you finna do?

[Verse 2]
Say I ain't shit, all a nigga want is purple pints and lean (Purple)
Told her I ain't say shit when she want purses by Celine (Haha)
Nightmares of the streets, birds chirpin' in my dreams
Yeah, I'm scared to fall in love, 'fore you hurt me, I'll leave
If I ain't gon' murk it, I'ma beat it, it's like she prayin' on her knees (Uh)
She ain't even did shit, shit, I don't trust her for no reason (I don't trust her)
Me knowin' shit can happen, really got a nigga thinkin'
So I'm tryna stay ahead, can't let them treat me like no sweetie
Fuckin' bitches, different cities (Go), bustin' all them bitches titties
I done had three systems since I ran up seven digits
Know they told me keep it plain, but fuck that, the presi' glistenin'
That's my cheese, if my bitch want some shit, she gon' get it, easy money (Oh yeah)

[Chorus]
Chanel (You got it), yeah, your hair (You got it)
Your nails (You got it), goin' where? (Girl, you got it, ah, yeah)
I was into doggin' bitches 'fore I ran to you (5-0 Lords, free the real gang members)
Gettin' rid of all them bitches, what you finna do?
Chanel, you got it, your hair, you got it
Yeah, your nails, you got it, for real, girl, you got it (Fuck the price)
If I'm really fuckin' with you, I'll spend it too
The mall gon' close in an hour, what you finna do?

[Outro]
You got it, you got it
You got it, girl, you got it