Gucci Chanel Freestyle lyrics

(I’m working on dying) (B-N-Y-X)
Verse 1:
I be high off the drugs knowin’ the sky is my limit
The sky got no limits, the sky got my limits
I keepin’ on goin’ I fell in love b*tch, and I’m keepin on goin’, ill c*m in this b*tch nd I’m f*ckin’ the b*tch and she lovin’ the sh*t nd she suckin’ the di*k (Yeah)
In outer space I got the cup all on me,(Yeah) Gotta couple of homies wit me, I run through them bands and I go get me C, I’m goin to go cop more Hennessy, Goin to go get this Double G, Ima go cop me some Double C, I rock Chanel on me, I’m rockin’ Chanel on me
I rock Chanel on feet, I rock Chanel undies
All in the field homie, Im hoppin’ the bail homie (Uh)
Countin’ them hunnits a bands on me
(I’m countin’ them hunnit bands)
Nd a couple of n*ggas they saying they owe me
(A couple of n*ggas they saying they owe me)
I hop in the truck yeah it’s on me
I hop out wit shooters, I hop out uzi’s, I hop out wit glockies, I hop out wit uzi’s, I hop out wit poppas, I hop out wit mp5s, Hop out wit shottas I been in his corner
Countin them hunnits up
Countin them bands stack it up
I got them bands runnin up
I got them stands runnin’ up
I got some fans runnin’ up (Mmh)
I got some bands on me
I got ya girl on me
Dance on the di*k on me
Dance on the pole on me
Dance on the pole on me

Yeah yeah yeah..
(Hahaha.. That’s crazy) - Rico Houdini
(B-N-Y-X….)