Verse 1:
Am
I'm like hey what's up hello
Dm F
Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in that door
G Am
I just wanna chill got a sack for us to roll
Dm F
Married to the money introduced her to my stove
G Am
Showed her how to whip it now she remixin' for low
F Dm
She my trap queen let her hit the bando
F Am
We be countin' up watch how far them bands go
Dm F
We just set a goal talkin' matchin' Lambos
G Am
Got a gram prob' a 1 grams though
Dm F
Man I swear I love her how she work the damn pole
G Am
Hit the strip club we be letting bands go
Dm F
Everybody hating we just call them fans though
G Am
In love with the money I ain't never letting go
Chorus: (x2)
Dm
And I get high with my baby
F G Am
I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeah
Dm
And I can ride with my baby
F G Am
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby yeah
Verse 2:
Am Dm
I hit the strip with my trap queen cause all we know is bands
F G
I just might snatch a Ferrari and buy my boo a Lamb'
Am Dm
I might just snatch her necklace drop a couple on a ring
F G
She ain't want it for nothin' because I got her everything
Am Dm
Bitch you up in the bando without deniro can't go
F G
Remi boys got extendo count up hella dem bands tho
Am
How far can your Benz go
Dm F
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand K how I stand tho
G Am
If you checking out my pockets hol' up
Chorus: (x2)
Dm
And I get high with my baby
F G Am
I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeah
Dm
And I can ride with my baby
F G Am
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby yeah
Verse 3:
Am Dm
I be smoking dope and you know Backwoods what I roll
G Am
Remy Boy Fetty eating shit up that's fasho
Dm F
Ill run in ya house then I'll fuck your ho
G Am
Cause Remy Boyz or nothing Re-Re-Remy Boyz or nothing
Dm F G