Chanel (Go Get It) [feat. Gunna & Lil Baby]

Anything she want she can get, oh, give her (give her)
Anything she want she can get (she want, she can get)
Wheezy outta here

She want Chanel, go get it,
She want Chanel, go get it
She want this Fendi, go get it
She want a Birkin, go get it
She want this Gucci, she get it
She want this Louis, go get it
Loubs with the spikes, she get it
Everything I got, she gettin' it, yeah
Bentley sedan, she get it
Hop out the Benz, she gettin' it
Hop out the Lamb, she gettin' it
The Porsche Cayenne, she gettin' it
Hop out the coupe, she get it, Ashanti the shoes, she get it
I put my kids on her titty, anything she want she can get it

Anything you see, you can get it
Here go the keys to the Bentley
When I fuck her, I got good intentions
I just can't get my palms to stop itching
Water on me like I live with the fishes
I done ordered every color in tennis
Got the diamonds put in by my dentist
I'ma shine when I'm skinning and grinning
Ice my watch, I'm not wasting my time
Gunna dripping with Uzi and Slime
Connect with my bitch like a WiFi
Sliding in the DM like a Cha Cha
I got M's, I can take care of the southside
I've been building these billionaire ties
Got the Yves Saint Laurent heels in your size
Get the penthouse and fill it with vibes
Got Marc Jacobs, they cover my eyes
She need help, I'ma send her a dime
I can't pour nothing less than two lines
Luxury all the back seats recline
She want me to put that dick in her spine
Take her shopping and keep her from crying
Give you stones you one of a kind
Got Chanel with the C's on both sides

She want Chanel, go get it,
She want Chanel, go get it
She want this Fendi, go get it
She want a Birkin, go get it
She want this Gucci, she get it
She want this Louis, go get it
Loubs with the spikes, she get it
Everything I got, she gettin' it, yeah
Bentley sedan, she get it
Hop out the Benz, she gettin' it
Hop out the Lamb, she gettin' it
The Porsche Cayenne, she gettin' it
Hop out the coupe, she get it, Ashanti the shoes, she get it
I put my kids on her titty, anything she want she can get it

She want Chanel, she get it
Louis V bag and Dior her titty
They locked the door when we walk in Fendi
Save the 100's, them dubs, we spending
Real dope boy, ain't charging no card
New G-Wagon, she already got
Real grown woman, she ain't post her body
Check price tags, you want it, you get it
You a big Thugger fan, you scared to admit it
Getting sixty for a show, I'm handling business
LA for a month, get away from the city
Been sipping this syrup, I'ma need a new kidney
Just tell me where it's at and I'ma go in and get it
'Ever I say, she on it
New Range Rover, she want it
We don't do loans, she own it
Running out of space for the bags in her closet
Running through checks every day, no fraud shit
Rose gold Presidential Rollie look polished
Bad lil' bitch, good brain, go to college
You ain't really gotta pay for nothing, I got it
Big bankroll, I ain't toting no wallet
I don't withdraw, nickname deposit
T-Pain, Plies, I call her my shawty, my shawty

She want Chanel, go get it,
She want Chanel, go get it
She want this Fendi, go get it
She want a Birkin, go get it
She want this Gucci, she get it
She want this Louis, go get it
Loubs with the spikes, she get it
Everything I got, she gettin' it, yeah
Bentley sedan, she get it
Hop out the Benz, she gettin' it
Hop out the Lamb, she gettin' it
The Porsche Cayenne, she gettin' it
Hop out the coupe, she get it, Ashanti the shoes, she get it
I put my kids on her titty, anything she want she can get it



Credits
Writer(s): Dominique Jones, Sergio Kitchens, Wesley Tyler Glass, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Corey James French, Simon Edward Christensen
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