1of1 - Chateau lyrics
[1of1 - Chateau lyrics]
I got hella guap, I got hella bands
Shawty gon' fuck with me me
And I'ma make her dance
I told the bitch, "I keep a Glock"
Yeah, I talk a lot of shit
Say you wanted smoke
Red beam aiming at the populace
Ayy, different bitches
She gon' fuck for fame
Shit ain't never change
Bag up, now I'm switchin' lanes
Shit don't feel the same
From a different planet, I'm a Martian
Move retarded
Ayy, she a fan, she gon' fuck on cam'
I'ma leak it
Ayy, fuckboy, I don't need a reason
If that's yo' bitch
Then you could keep her
Not my type but I might treat her
Oh, she want Viviеnne, I got it
Chrome Hearts all summеr, what a bummer
You's a bum, you need ya luck up
I got rich, they think I lucked up
In reality, you fucked up
If you want it, then get with it
Told that bitch she not no different
For the streets, slim picking
She don't get it, so I put it in a message
Regardless, go get yo' bread in
And she forever indebted like
I got hella guap, I got hella bands
Shawty gon' fuck with me me
And I'ma make her dance
I told the bitch, "I keep a Glock"
Yeah, I talk a lot of shit
Say you wanted smoke
Red beam aiming at the populace
Ayy, different bitches
She gon' fuck for fame
Shit ain't never change
Bag up, now I'm switchin' lanes
Shit don't feel the same
From a different planet, I'm a Martian
Move retarded
Ayy, she a fan, she gon' fuck on cam'
I'ma leak it
Shawty gon' fuck with me me
And I'ma make her dance
I told the bitch, "I keep a Glock"
Yeah, I talk a lot of shit
Say you wanted smoke
Red beam aiming at the populace
Ayy, different bitches
She gon' fuck for fame
Shit ain't never change
Bag up, now I'm switchin' lanes
Shit don't feel the same
From a different planet, I'm a Martian
Move retarded
Ayy, she a fan, she gon' fuck on cam'
I'ma leak it
Ayy, fuckboy, I don't need a reason
If that's yo' bitch
Then you could keep her
Not my type but I might treat her
Oh, she want Viviеnne, I got it
Chrome Hearts all summеr, what a bummer
You's a bum, you need ya luck up
I got rich, they think I lucked up
In reality, you fucked up
If you want it, then get with it
Told that bitch she not no different
For the streets, slim picking
She don't get it, so I put it in a message
Regardless, go get yo' bread in
And she forever indebted like
I got hella guap, I got hella bands
Shawty gon' fuck with me me
And I'ma make her dance
I told the bitch, "I keep a Glock"
Yeah, I talk a lot of shit
Say you wanted smoke
Red beam aiming at the populace
Ayy, different bitches
She gon' fuck for fame
Shit ain't never change
Bag up, now I'm switchin' lanes
Shit don't feel the same
From a different planet, I'm a Martian
Move retarded
Ayy, she a fan, she gon' fuck on cam'
I'ma leak it