I told you I'm in the studio
How many times you gon' call me?
Goddamn this bitch trippin'
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
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
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
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
Told her don't call
My phone with all that nice shit
Double C's on the belt correlate the ice hit
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
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