Lyrics
Pack gone missing, houdini me the kitchen i m mixing them chemicals nigga no chemistry, houdini me the kitchen i m mixing them chemicals nigga no chemistry
I ain t gettin caught with all this indo, houdini me woosh, patrolling you missing
i pull up to bando with bricks in a bent
I m wrappin and shippin the dummy, i pull up to bando with bricks in a bent, you mad cause i m rich
Cuffin and loving that bitch, bitches want a baby, versace got me travelin across the globe
rich niggas in paris they takin them pictures
i pull up to bando with bricks in a bent
Shout out big sean and i don t mean the rapper that coke made me famous, they callin up 12 he gon mad
Grab the parachute, go get some bitches
Pack gone missing, blue hundreds Rich, my new crib come with acres
shout out to all my connects in the hood i m finally famous
pack gone missing
I don t know what the fuck want these niggas, hit it with the shaq attack
Hit the window, so where did he go, i just took the pot
She might be a girl, we smash and we switch Kid, 30 round extensions
Ride round the city, they callin up 12 he gon mad, finessin i run with the money
Got a crib without a ceiling when i hit it you gon feel it it s my new motto, you probably kiss her Pack, shout out big sean and i don t mean the rapper that coke made me famous
They knockin my door like the candy lady, here take all these pocket rockets bitch, i don t know what the fuck want these niggas
Turn around that thing gone missing, they callin up 12 he gon mad
go get some bitches
pack gone missing
I had to jump it straight out of the pot i be cookin the oil, i m no magician
pack gone missing
Pack gone missing, i had to jump it straight out of the pot i be cookin the oil, houdini me the kitchen i m mixing them chemicals nigga no chemistry
walking around with a 50
bitches want a baby
Pack gone missing, they try to get me for the packs Kid, my diamonds they flyin like bobby and whitney
Got a crib without a ceiling when i hit it you gon feel it it s my new motto, turn around that thing gone missing
Pack gone missing, she might be a girl, i don t know what the fuck want these niggas
Quavo you trippin hell naw, we smash and we switch
My bitch in the trap naked no bra and no panties, walking around with a 50 Kid, these niggas be snitchin
liquor in here system
Her and her start kissing, rich the kid still finessin
they callin up 12 he gon mad
I stand round the trap like a fence, pack gone missing
I just took the pot, blue hundreds
I stand round the trap like a fence, these niggas be snitchin
Pack gone missing, liquor in here system
Houdini me woosh, i m wrappin and shippin the dummy
Got so many hoes on my line you think i m fishing, houdini me woosh
Whippin and cookin up anna nicole, here take all these pocket rockets bitch
I don t know what the fuck want these niggas, finessin i run with the money, patrolling you missing
as anybody seen the pack lately
Hit the window, these niggas be snitchin
you think i had a favor sump n
Go get some bitches, rich the kid still finessin
Quavo you trippin hell naw, beyonc with all of this money you know that i gotta big ego Kid, i ain t gettin caught with all this indo