Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pattern Chanel, artist - ESSIE GANG
Date of issue: 14.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Pattern Chanel |
Aye, aye |
Nigga’s got me on some pookie shit |
Nigga’s try get me on some pookie shit y’all wilin |
Aye, yo we out here with the Essie Gang family, man |
You already know we in these streets, bout to take over the gang shit, |
you already know how it get down baby |
Pattern Chanel, pattern your girl, hop in the whip gram on the scale |
She on the woo, got em' all shook, biting their nails |
Yeah, she know me well, she never fell, you might pull it and fail |
Pattern Chanel, pattern your girl, she sucking my dick she doing it well |
Yeah, she know me well, now she don’t know you, she never fell |
Yeah, that’s your L |
Like a well, she say 'oh well' |
We been doing it messy, she wanna kick it like Messi |
It got messy, money fall like confetti |
Nomination to let me, matter fact respect me |
I’ll step on your bro, you’ll let me |
Cos' I’m on too much work for the P |
You’re a dick sucker, I’m a sick fucker |
I like to may take the piss covers |
I like my tings with big bumpers |
I might have to take your bitch lover, look |
XL oversize bigger jumpers |
Sicko the drip is lit my brother, till this shit fuck it like what the bumba |
Pattern Channel, pattern your girl, hop in the whip gram on the scale |
She on the woo, got em' all shook, biting their nails |
Yeah, she know me well, she never fell, you might pull it and fail |
I got the xans, I got the beans, what do you want? |
what do you need? |
She said 'I'm hot', she said 'I'm reem' |
Maybe it’s you? |
Maybe it’s me? |
I’m flipping the pack with my spatula |
I was so long till I pack it up |
Your bitch on me, tell her back it up |
I got the racks and I rack em' up |
See the police and I’m dashing off |
I go by the name of O-O-Octavian |
Leave yo ass on the, the, the pavement |
(Dead, dead, dead, fuck that go again) |
Leave me and your girl in London and we gon' be all night |
Your man is crying now, but he won’t be alright |
If he want’s to beef me it’s gonna be on sight |
Just because I beat your girl then put it on live |
Pattern Chanel, pattern your girl, hop in the whip gram on the scale |
She on the woo, got em' all shook, biting their nails |
Yeah, she know me well, she never fell, you might pull it and fail |
Pattern Chanel, pattern your girl, she sucking my dick she doing it well |
Yeah, she know me well, now she don’t know you, she never fell |
Yeah, that’s your L |
Like a well, she say 'oh well' |