A Boogie wit da Hoodie – Chanelly Lyrics

Chanelly Lyrics by A Boogie wit da Hoodie Ft. Don Q

[Intro] Its JoeFromYO

[Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie] What do you expect? niqqa, I was like thirteen watchin’ Belly (Oh-woah)
Only do penthouses and tellys (Oh, woah-woah)
I can’t even impress you with a Bentley no more
All you talk about is Chanelly (Woah, woah, woah)
They wanna catch me slipping, I ain’t with it dawg (Woah, woah, woah)
Gotta keep some killers in my videos (Woah-woah)
So much money, I look suspicious, woah (Woah, woah)
If you got it, it ain’t trickin’ on

 

[Verse 1: A Boogie wit da Hoodie] I swear sh!t ain’t been the same lately
If you think of crazy, I’m insane, baby
Free broski, I can’t say his name, he shoot like KD, yeah
Me Bubba and QP, we got on matchin’ APs
Yeah, say my name, baby (Woah, woah)
I’m in a Wraith not a Mulsanne, baby (Woah, woah)
And you wanna take pictures in my chain, baby
I could hit every position, every angle

[Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie] What do you expect? niqqa, I was like thirteen watchin’ Belly
Uh, only do penthouses and tellys
I can’t even impress you with a Bentley no more
All you talk about is Chanelly
All she wanna do is get litty, woah (Woah, woah)
Wanna be all in the videos, woah, woah
So much money, I look suspicious, woah (Woah, woah)
If you got it, it ain’t trickin’ on

 

[Verse 2: Don Q] Yeah, Don
She just wanna go to Chanelly and pick up items (Pick up)
Let her and tell her then get all her friends excited (Ha)
Just pick the whole collection when you feelin’ indecisive (Indecisive)
I think them people on my tail, I had to switch the vices (Woo)
Tryna stay under the rader, I can’t risk no mistakes now (No, no)
Bulletproof truck in the city when we move through (Move through)
This lifestyle she was never introduced to (Nah)
She doin’ all the drugs that I use and now she used to (She is)
She ask for more and she gon’ get what she want (She gon’ get what she want)
I pick them Adderalls got my adrenaline rush (My adrenaline rush)
Go check my catalog, I hit all the B!tches that front me (All the B!tches that front me)
Yeah, yeah, real sh!t

 

[Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie] What do you expect? niqqa, I was like thirteen watchin’ Belly (Woah, woah)
Only do penthouses and tellys (Oh, woah-woah)
I can’t even impress you with a Bentley no more (No more)
All you talk about is Chanelly (Woah, woah, woah)
They wanna catch me slipping, I ain’t with it dawg (Woah, woah, woah)
Gotta keep some killers in my videos (Woah-woah)
So much money, I look suspicious, woah (Woah, woah)
If you got it, it ain’t trickin’ on