I bought my bitch some Chanel No. 5
Five studded blicky, I rep for the 5
Cum on that bitch, she a snail for the slime
Pull the trigger like the tail of a lion
Four finger ring leave a ring around your eye
Buss down brass knuckles, she wink and I fuck her
You blink and I blucka that nina I'm tuckin'
Just call me big buzzalino, I'm buzzin'
I let the stick talk for me, I'm a puppet
Fuck around, you gon' get sprayed
I see the hate everywhere round my eyes
Lil' bae just text, "Where you at?" No reply
I skeet in her face, she lay back, open wide
Before we had cake, **** had humble pie
I smell like cream and Chanel No. 5
You smell codeine when I'm belching for air
I put OG in the air, that's a log
Chopper gon' ring like hello, it's for y'all (Hello)
Coco Chanel
All of my ****, they loco Chanel
I'm only putting West Coast in the air
Okay, okay, now I'm smoking Chanel
Richest lil' bitch, I'm like Oprah Chanel
All of these ****, they broker than nails
All of these ****, they jokin', Chapelle
I spent a million on Venmo and on Zelle
If it's flying off the shelf
Don't worry about fire styling, wear it like Chanel
Yeah, I think they want me to fail
But know damn well, if it's featuring Fousheé then that shit gon' sell
They don't acknowledge, but dip in the well
I got a Grammy while clipping my nails
Ha, I ain't gotta prove shit
I could scream in this bitch, got the pop bitches rocking out, huh
Been switched, new sound, new wig, new cadence
Brand new style, you can't copy, now I'm singing like
Mmm, alright
I don't gotta try hard, it's all light
Got all of this green, it's go time
I'ma make a million in no time
They saying this shit getting spooky
So, I put my money on Tunechi
I put my heart in that loose leaf
So I never stress, never lose sleep
If it's flying off the shelf
Don't worry about fire styling, wear it like Chanel
That's why I wanna be like myself
Don't worry about fire styling, wear it like Chanel
I bought my bitch some Chanel No. 5
Five studded blicky, I rep for the 5
Cum on that bitch, she a snail for the slime
Pull the trigger like the tail of a lion
Four finger ring leave a ring around your eye
Buss down brass knuckles, she wink and I fuck her
You blink and I blucka that nina I'm tuckin'
Just call me big buzzalino, I'm buzzin'
I let the stick talk for me, I'm a puppet
Fuck around, you gon' get sprayed
Okay, I got that white girl, Adele
I got that white girl, Adele
What is all this fake shit that I smell?
Boy, I'm going ape shit like Pharrell
Wait
I smell like weed and Chanel No. 5
I make her scream till I tell her be quiet
Get on her knees and make me weak in mine
I say, "Ah, yeah," like 365
"Ah, yeah," like 365
I smell like her and Chanel No. 5
I'm twisting purple and yellow a lil' burn
I feel like Earth Wind & Fire combined
I smell like weed and Chanel No. 5
His bitch smell like me, he can smell when she lying
He punch in her nose but won't dare hit a guy
That **** pussy, and his girl pussy mine
I smell like Snoop and Chanel No. 5
You throw up the deuce, I just held up a five
I'm five-star, my ****, just fell from the sky
It's love in the air, hold my back on the five
Blink-blink and I blucka that nina I'm tuckin'
I let the stick talk for me, I'm a puppet

Writer(s): Lil Wayne, Britanny Fousheé, Manny Galvez & Julian Munro.