Gucci 808alex (Ft. Vincecois)

[Chrous: 808alex]
Yeah, give her the ice she wrote
Prada, Gucci, prad, I'm fucking the icy salt
In this bitch imma roll
In this bitch imma roll
In this bitch imma roll
Go in that bitch like a load

[Verse 1: 808alex]
Throw it up, throw it up
Money up, money up
In this bitch, I'm out of love, yeah
In the real, imma run
Yeah, 808 you can almost tell
Yeah, goyard pants in my air

[Verse 2: 808alex]
Bitches selling, I ain't even gonna grab it
This is irrelevant, all the hoes is feeling me
She fell off after me cause you know heaven sent'
Fucking on that hoe, yeah, fucking on yo baddie friend, oh
Burberry
Burberry clothes
Fucking on that bitch, yeah she sucking on these hoes
Fuck yeah, fuck that bitch, she love it yeah
She'll love it out ur rolls yeah
Gave that bitch the most, yeah
And she love the coaster
And I wanna roll
And I wanna roll off
And I wanna go
And I wanna go now
And that bitch is froze
And my exes frozen
My bitch is ah