"Bitch I'm Packin'" lyrics
Ice Spice & Gunna Lyrics
[Gunna & Ice Spice:]
Yo, yo, Gunna
(Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Ice
(Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
(Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT)
[Ice Spice:]
Bitch, I'm packin' (Packin')
Got the jatt on me (Yeah)
Yeah, he jackin' me (Jackin' me)
Got the racks on me (Racks on me)
Got the stack on me (Stack on me)
Got the strap on me (Step on me)
I got what he need (Yeah)
He got what I need (Grrah)
Bitch, I'm packin' (Packin')
Got the jatt on me (Yeah)
Yeah, he jackin' me (Jackin' me)
Got the racks on me (Racks on me)
Got the stack on me (Stack on me)
Got the strap on me (Step on me)
I got what he need (Yeah)
He got what I need (Grrah)
He got felonies (Grrah)
He got hella weed (Grrah)
His bitch ridin' really good
But I got better needs (Grrah)
Mixed bitch (Mixed bitch), ain't no peregrine (Mm)
Rich bitch (Rich bitch), I got 'em melodies
Fuck is you tellin' me? (Is you tellin' me)
Bitch, you lackin' (Bitch, you lackin')
Bitch, you actin' (Bitch, you actin')
You came with pactin' (With pactin')
Don't get packin' (Don't get packin')
Don't be single, nigga
I know you cappin' (I know you cappin')
I know you cappin'
Oh, you tappin'? (All you tappin')
Oh, you wanna tap in? (Oh, you wanna tap in?)
Oh, you want a Mac 10? (Oh, you want a Mac 10?)
Oh, mm, bad as fuck, want a magazine (Magazine)
Mm, high as fuck, what is happenin'?
Bitch, I'm packin' (Packin')
Got the jatt on me (Yeah)
Yeah, he jackin' me (Jackin' me)
Got the racks on me (Racks on me)
Got the stack on me (Stack on me)
Got the strap on me (Step on me)
I got what he need (Yeah)
He got what I need (Grrah)
[Gunna:]
Yeah, had astrology, every day I smell packingly (Ha)
Racks keep callin' me (Racks)
All these bum apologies (Bum apologies)
Who movin' protegies? (Protegies)
Who got stuff? I'm tryna see (Tryna see)
You my bitch, don't lie to me
Get my AP for my apology (For my apology)
Is the jam up with the Lambo, slide, send the speed
Skyin' me, my top on, got my shirt off, she can see the vee
I just land from Rome, I hope she came from Italy
Icy, got 'em stones sittin' whole, I match her energy
Bitch, you know I ain't lackin' (Yeah)
I gotta treat some new, I lean
Bitch, you know as hell (Bitch, you know as hell)
You don't do no cap (Do no cap)
You be trapped, we love to trap on, geeked up, better 'lone (Get)
Who's got it, fill up, like, roll me up with some (Roll me up with some)
[Ice Spice & Gunna:]
Bitch, I'm packin' (Packin', packin')
Got the jatt on me (Yeah)
Yeah, he jackin' me (Jackin' me)
Got the rice on me (Racks on me)
Got the stack on me (Stack on me)
Got the strap on me (Step on me)
I got what he need (Yeah)
He got what I need (Grrah)
Bitch, I'm packin' (Packin')
Got the jatt on me (Yeah)
Yeah, he jackin' me (Jackin' me)
Got the racks on me (Racks on me)
Got the stack on me (Stack on me)
Got the strap on me (Step on me)
I got what he need (Yeah)
He got what I need (Grrah)
Yo, yo, Gunna
(Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Ice
(Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
(Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT)
[Ice Spice:]
Bitch, I'm packin' (Packin')
Got the jatt on me (Yeah)
Yeah, he jackin' me (Jackin' me)
Got the racks on me (Racks on me)
Got the stack on me (Stack on me)
Got the strap on me (Step on me)
I got what he need (Yeah)
He got what I need (Grrah)
Bitch, I'm packin' (Packin')
Got the jatt on me (Yeah)
Yeah, he jackin' me (Jackin' me)
Got the racks on me (Racks on me)
Got the stack on me (Stack on me)
Got the strap on me (Step on me)
I got what he need (Yeah)
He got what I need (Grrah)
He got felonies (Grrah)
He got hella weed (Grrah)
His bitch ridin' really good
But I got better needs (Grrah)
Mixed bitch (Mixed bitch), ain't no peregrine (Mm)
Rich bitch (Rich bitch), I got 'em melodies
Fuck is you tellin' me? (Is you tellin' me)
Bitch, you lackin' (Bitch, you lackin')
Bitch, you actin' (Bitch, you actin')
You came with pactin' (With pactin')
Don't get packin' (Don't get packin')
Don't be single, nigga
I know you cappin' (I know you cappin')
I know you cappin'
Oh, you tappin'? (All you tappin')
Oh, you wanna tap in? (Oh, you wanna tap in?)
Oh, you want a Mac 10? (Oh, you want a Mac 10?)
Oh, mm, bad as fuck, want a magazine (Magazine)
Mm, high as fuck, what is happenin'?
Bitch, I'm packin' (Packin')
Got the jatt on me (Yeah)
Yeah, he jackin' me (Jackin' me)
Got the racks on me (Racks on me)
Got the stack on me (Stack on me)
Got the strap on me (Step on me)
I got what he need (Yeah)
He got what I need (Grrah)
[Gunna:]
Yeah, had astrology, every day I smell packingly (Ha)
Racks keep callin' me (Racks)
All these bum apologies (Bum apologies)
Who movin' protegies? (Protegies)
Who got stuff? I'm tryna see (Tryna see)
You my bitch, don't lie to me
Get my AP for my apology (For my apology)
Is the jam up with the Lambo, slide, send the speed
Skyin' me, my top on, got my shirt off, she can see the vee
I just land from Rome, I hope she came from Italy
Icy, got 'em stones sittin' whole, I match her energy
Bitch, you know I ain't lackin' (Yeah)
I gotta treat some new, I lean
Bitch, you know as hell (Bitch, you know as hell)
You don't do no cap (Do no cap)
You be trapped, we love to trap on, geeked up, better 'lone (Get)
Who's got it, fill up, like, roll me up with some (Roll me up with some)
[Ice Spice & Gunna:]
Bitch, I'm packin' (Packin', packin')
Got the jatt on me (Yeah)
Yeah, he jackin' me (Jackin' me)
Got the rice on me (Racks on me)
Got the stack on me (Stack on me)
Got the strap on me (Step on me)
I got what he need (Yeah)
He got what I need (Grrah)
Bitch, I'm packin' (Packin')
Got the jatt on me (Yeah)
Yeah, he jackin' me (Jackin' me)
Got the racks on me (Racks on me)
Got the stack on me (Stack on me)
Got the strap on me (Step on me)
I got what he need (Yeah)
He got what I need (Grrah)
