Luyện nghe bài hát Old Chanel

[Verse 1: Wiz
Gold teeth and a
Camo shorts, high and hoodies
print Joyrich backpack
Keep a Raw stuffed with goodie
Eyes low as hell, I old Chanel
Smell the kush on my mink
bubbles on my Cuban link
Sipping champagne, marijuana
Every finger got a
You can just by our slang
Native print and pants, young Americana
Two Cs on my frame, eating pasta with my

[Hook x8: Wiz
I old Chanel, old Chanel

(Pull up in a
Beverly Hills, that weed)

[Verse 2: Smoke
I do 'Lo as
With all this double RL and Rugby, ain't hard to
Polo Sport, I'm on the field (coasting)
No Karo, we cracked the
Gotta sure the act is real
fingerfuck the bud, the pack is real
Fans hyped cause lit us up
I'm high, don't give a fuck
I Bolt through Denim & Supply
I'm seasons ahead, you couldn't me if you tried
I run my so hard, my feet swell up
waves, word to my sea dweller
'Lo bears, I got so
Foamposites like I know
Bombay, no
Keep nelly in old Chanelly
Keep her earrings flooded and her wrists
So when bitches come through with them fake Speedy she laughin'
RLX'd up, like I came the Aspens
DZA

[Verse 3: Wiz
That new BBC collab came out
I me one, lit one up and got happy as fuck
Shout out to the swagging me up
Cause now you think I get shit off the back of a truck
I got so of it
pieces - one of a kind custom shit
Going on trips, I hope my fit
You only rock it it got two Gs on it
My wife bag 6 G's and got them two C's on it
Plus, I'm smoking
My outfit dope as
Trying to find out I'm rocking to the Grammy's
Put that iPhone fool, don't try to Instagram me
ho shit

[Hook: Wiz