Guapdad 4000 ft. Chance the Rapper, Charlie Wilson - Gucci Pajamas Lyrics

It's a check, oh wee
Oh

Hey, she don't wanna give me my Gucci pajamas back
Just be over, I damaged that shit
Distract me from the hints
That she's stealin' all my shit
I got options, at least I thought
I can't find all the shit that I bought
Did I actually buy that shit? Nah

Ay, she got me runnin' through a checklist, ooh
Girl be fuckin' with the bestest, yeah
She always touchin' all my extra shit
But my extra shit's never basic, ay
She act like she spent money on this
Don't gotta steal, let's fuckin' chill
She's in my closet, take all my shit
Then plead the fifth, ain't that a bitch, yeah?
Yeah, go 'head mama
Turn me up 'til I forget about them real problems
I'd rather pass the time with you to have fair problems
I let you spend one night and now

She don't wanna give me my Gucci pajamas back
Just be over, I damaged that shit
Distract me from the hints
That she's stealin' all my shit
I got options, at least I thought
I can't find all the shit that I bought
Did I actually buy that shit? Nah

Look, she's tryna steal all my clothes on some broke shit
Then tried to throw away my Gucci on some woke shit
Then tried to link up with my exes on some cold shit
That shit is weird, left-handed chandelier
Hit Atlanta, disappear
Witness protection, I see her damn reflection in the mirror
Get that Windex on them spirits
I just need a can of beer
Was spotted like panda bear
Now all my pajamas wear is whiter than Santa Beard
Whiter than Bon Iver, whiter than Sonny, Cher
Why did she steal my shit? Why did I even share?
How did she steal my drip? Give me back all my shit
Why did I even share? Give me back all my clothes
Kleptomaniac bitch, Ocean's Eleven shit
Give me back all my shit, give me back all my clothes
Stealin' all of my fits, poppin' up at events
No way, you not my bitch, so bitch, leave me alone

She don't wanna give me my Gucci pajamas back
Just be over, I damaged that shit
Distract me from the hints
That she's stealin' all my shit
I got options, at least I thought
I can't find all the shit that I bought
Did I actually buy that shit? Nah

Gucci pajamas, Gucci pajamas
I don't need Gucci pajamas
I need a restraining order

She don't wanna give me my Gucci pajamas back
Just be over, I damaged that shit
Distract me from the hints
That she's stealin' all my shit
I got options, at least I thought
I can't find all the shit that I bought
Did I actually buy that shit? Nah

Oh, she won't, she won't, she won't, she won't give 'em back
She won't give 'em back, no, no
Oh, she won't, she won't, she won't, she won't give 'em back
She won't give 'em back, no, no, oh