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Track: BEAT UP CHANEL$
Artist: Slayyyter
Album: BEAT UP CHANEL$

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Name: Slayyyter
Spotify Genres: hyperpop
Followers: 439,195
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Catherine Grace Garner (born September 17, 1996), known professionally as Slayyyter, is an American pop singer and songwriter from St. Louis, Missouri, currently based in Los Angeles. Before she made her official debut as Slayyyter, she began uploading songs under the name "Slater" on SoundCloud.

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Release: Slayyyter - Beat Up Chanel$
Year: 2025
Genres: Electronic, Pop
Styles: Dance-pop, Synth-pop

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LYRICS

Money, drugs, chains on my chest, that vintage Celine
Diamond grills, champagne bottles, swagger I bleed
I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed
I want a cigarette
Don't wanna talk with ease
I'm over all it
Don't try fuckin' with me
Boy, I don't want it
You should go and get with her
She's better for ya
Baby, I'm not that girl
Don't want no loving from ya

Don't try fuckin' with me-e, yeah
No, I don't want it
You should go and get with her, oh, uh
She's better for ya
Never gonna be your girl
Boy, I don't want ya
I don't want loving
All that I want is

Sex, money, drugs, chains on my chest, vintage Celine
Diamond grills, champagne bottles I get for free
I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed
Fuck him, go into his closet, steal some of his Supreme

I want beat up Chanels, I want new personnel
I wanna dye my hair every pretty shade of pastel
I want nasty after parties, banged up at the motel
I want beat up Chanels, I want something for real

I don't give a damn
Don't you understand?
I've been down
So don't come around
I see it, know you want it
Yeah
Yeah, I'm not going for it
It's in the best

He really want a chance
Sorry, man, not a fan
He lookin' when I dance
Keep ya head up out ya pants
I never really want it
You know that all I want is
All I want is

Money, drugs, chains on my chest, that vintage Celine
Diamond grills, champagne bottles, swagger I bleed
I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed
I want a cigarette

Money, drugs, chains on my chest, that vintage Celine
Diamond grills, champagne bottles, swagger I bleed
I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed
I want a cigarette

Sex, money, drugs, chains on my chest, vintage Celine
Diamond grills, champagne bottles I get for free
I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed
Fuck him, go into his closet, steal some of his Supreme

I want beat up Chanels, I want new personnel
I wanna dye my hair every pretty shade of pastel
I want nasty after parties, banged up at the motel
I want beat up Chanels, I want something for real

B-beat up Chanels, I want something for real
B-beat up Chanels, I want something for real
B-beat up Chanels, I want something for real