[Verse 1] Let me tell you 'bout a story 'bout this girl, her name Chanel Heart ain't nothin' but pure, but ain't nobody do her well Fucking with them dope boys, ain't give a fuck 'bout how she felt Now she scared to open up, she keep her feelings to herself And her pops was never there, no, he ain't wanna raise his baby Watch his lil' girl turn to a beautiful young lady It fuck her up, she think about it on the daily How you don't fuck with me when you the one who made me? Nurse in the morning, but a dancer at the nighttime How could I judge? Lil' baby tryna get her bag right Money-motivated, tell me, how could you be mad, right? Baby love the Gucci, love the Louis, love the fast life Her only problem is she love too easy Blink of an eye, they up and leaving Changing like the seasons Why you wanna tell her you love her if you ain't mean it? Heart colder than December, she anemic Heart colder than December, she anemic
[Verse 2] Was a Friday night, Chanel was working on the dance floor She feelin' alone, so she been looking for a man who gon' love her Treat her like no other Always be there by her side She peeping this dude got Amiris with the Off-Whites She go take his hand, said, "Come with me, it's been a long night” They get to the back room, baby get to dancing Playing all these slow songs, she love that shit romantic Then shit start heating up, then shit start turning up Lil' baby ain't a ho, she just wanna feel a lil' love But she looking for love in all the wrong places Baby got a big heart, but she ain't tryna waste it Couple weeks, they go by, baby feeling funny But she ain't tryna call out 'cause she tryna get this money But it get to the point she can't take it, she go get checked out Doctors taking long, she impatient, she feeling stressed out They say, "Chanel, I'm sorry, but I ain't got no good news Unfortunately, there ain't really much that we can do"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
