Lyrics Holiday - Chanel West Coast

Holiday

I don’t give a fuck, I never did I’m the baddest
bitch, chilling in the hills ya talking broke, I’m talking bills
I dress to kill
this ya girl Chanel, west coast
queen bitch wanna test me, go ahead please
crush these hoes like a soda can I got the
baddest flows it’s over man
I’ll slap a hoe, even with my spray tan white girl swag get the
fuck outta my way man I don’t give a fuck, I’m so
ruthless causing a raucous I’m a fucking nuisance bitches
hating, even my own friends fuck that fake shit,
I don’t need no friends.
I do me don’t care what you think yo
I get money stacks paper like Kinko’s flow so sick but I spit a
verse before you blink yo twisted shit but I could
slow it down real slow turtle flow smoking purple
dro don’t worry hoe, go hurry home it’s about to
get cold, bout to get ugly I ain’t no friendly hoe,
don’t try to hug me little baby thug c looking fly
looking lovely little Cali dime I ain’t even gotta try
swag in my bloodstream 24/7 high kush what I’m
puffing it ain’t nothing I stay stunting none of yall
bitches can’t touch me
I don’t give a fuck, I never did I’m the baddest
bitch, chilling in the hills ya talking broke, I’m talking bills
I dress to kill
I’m a fucking bitch bad attitude hoes in my bizz that’s why
I act rude I don’t give a fuck no nice guy wanna push your luck
go ahead and try bad temper and my pussy got a sign on it
don’t enter less a dude spend time on it put a rock on my
finger I’m a bad bitch crispy like a chicken finger and I’m mad rich
rocking Gucci Fendi Louis Prada some bitches hate it gotta lotta brand
names guess I’m basic I don’t give a fuck though I bet out here getting
though plus I gotta better flow icy in a sweater yo yes I’m the general
flow is incredible sweet like candy yeah I’m so edible flyer than a parachute
nails did hair is cute got too many pair of shoes Louis V, Jimmy Choo
lotta people steady dissing but I eat the competition eat em up in my kitchen
homie I suggest you listen yeah you know I’m on a mission sitting wit my palms
itching that means money Imma get it one day Imma be the richest yall can’t even
understand it cause you don’t even live it focus on my business
chilling smoking on a swisher man fuck these bitches
I don’t give a fuck, I never did I’m the baddest
bitch, chilling in the hills ya talking broke, I’m talking bills
I dress to kill