Pack Ya Gucci Bag (feat. SNS)

Told Dapper Dan you everything I wanted No offense, you my bitch, you my homie Pack yo gucci bag we leaving in the morning Clean yo diamonds with the rosé Take ya shoes off in the foreign Let me show you how to load and clean the hammers Put you in position, raise ya standards F*ck you to a scary movie in the phantom Goosebumps on ya thighs Gucci guilty on yo panties I need a ride or die chick Somebody that’s ganna hold me down Yeah that’s my homie now She ganna be my ride or die chick She down to to play whatever We ganna stay together Shawty you my ride or die chick She ganna f*ck me to sleep and get on top of me She ganna be my ride or die chick She said she ganna ride or die For me Spilt champagne on the floor inside the gucci store Being picky ass hell pissed off the manager Ya spoiled ass Don’t even look at the register That f*ck it let me get it type of shit I got a fetish for I find it sexy just to watch that ass go shopping All indecisive help you pick when you got options Support ya shoe addiction Only deal with walk-in closets See how treat this twenty thousand dollar carpet Bathroom a quarter milly Know them showers with waterfalls in the ceiling? When a n***a out of town you masturbating in the mansion Then FaceTime a ya boy with pussy juice on the camera Baby you ganna ride Or die You stay by my side For life You know that we partners In crime Baby she ganna ride or die I need a ride or die chick Somebody that’s ganna hold me down Yeah that’s my homie now She ganna be my ride or die chick She down to to play whatever We ganna stay together Shawty you my ride or die chick She ganna f*ck me to sleep and get on top of me She ganna be my ride or die chick She said she ganna ride or die For me