Gucci Bag

I’m in my Gucci Bag (yea)
Lookin’ so damn fly
Come and kiss me babe (why)
Take me satellite high
Supernova with me (ooh)
We can burn baby burn tonight, tonight

Slide for a minute
With the windows down
Under velvet and tangerine sky
Palm trees in Beverly Hills (I’m feelin’ breezy)
Cold as the Buffalo Bills (God damn I’m freezing)

I’m in my Gucci Bag (yea)
Lookin’ so damn fly
Come and kiss me babe (why)
Take me satellite high
Supernova with me (ooh)
We can burn baby burn tonight, tonight

Want you to wear me on your shoulder
On your hip like I’m your hostler alright (alright)
Feels expensive, like it’s supposed to
Head rush, rollercoaster all night (all night)
Palm trees in Beverly Hills (I’m feelin’ breezy)
Cold as the Buffalo Bills (God damn I’m freezing)

I’m in my Gucci Bag (yea)
Lookin’ so damn fly
Come and kiss me babe (why)
Take me satellite high
Supernova with me (ooh)
We can burn baby burn tonight, tonight