Coco (Feat. DaBaby)

I told you I'm in the studio How many times you gon' call me Goddamn this bitch trippin' Skrrt skrrt 94 don't need no brakes yeah Coco Chanel you ain't really 'bout it I can tell Coco Chanel can you keep your hands to yourself Coco Chanel double-C lock on the belt Coco Chanel Coco Chanel Oh my God why is shawty tryna test me Too turnt up in the back of the jetstream Yeah Can't be cuffed but she tryin' to arrest me Lyin' to impress me dyin' to forget me I can't keep singin' all my songs for ya You keep on ringin' me goes on and on Can't seem to figure out what's wrong with ya Woah Checking your temperature thermometer Seems like lately You're Coco crazy Coco Chanel you ain't really 'bout it I can tell Coco Chanel can you keep your hands to yourself Coco Chanel double-C lock on the belt Coco Chanel Coco Chanel Coco no Chanel Woo Super pretty chocolate nigga she say she can tell Make her feel like I'm from heaven but I still put up through hell They wasn't 'bout what I was 'bout Them niggas ain't rock the way that I rocked I realized they ain't mean me well Let's go Told her don't call my phone with all that nice shit Oh no Double C's on the belt correlate the ice hit Bling bling Gettin' to know me right now is highly unlikely 'Cause I still remember the days when people like you ain't like me bitch Seems like lately But fuck that you know You're Coco crazy I ain't even trippin' you know what I mean I'm doin' good without you Go Coco Chanel you ain't really 'bout it I can tell Coco Chanel can you keep your hands to yourself Coco Chanel double-C lock on the belt Coco Chanel Coco Chanel