Verse
BoBo Swae]
C#m
We about to pop a hundred bottles
F#m G#m
Let me see who's coming with
C#m
Girl, you got the body of a goddess
F#m G#m
Got to send you down a gift
C#m
I love the way you shake that ass up on that pole
F#m G#m
You movin' very swift
C#m F#m G#m
You doin' it way too good, a million dollar tip
C#m F#m
This what you deserve, million dollar curve
G#m C#m
Girl, you got that nerve when I make you swerve
F#m G#m
I just wanna go and feel that fuckin' purse
C#m F#m
You ain't never had a nigga like this
G#m
Work, work, work, work, work
[Hook: BoBo Swae]
C#m F#m G#m
I ball out the lot (lot)
C#m F#m G#m
I'm like, look what I got (look what I got)
C#m F#m G#m
The pimpin' ain't gon' never stop (I promise, promise)
C#m F#m G#m
We takin' this shit to the top (all the way)
C#m F#m G#m
What you mean, I got to spazz on 'em? (not again)
C#m F#m G#m
Shawty bad, she got an ass on her (she a ten)
C#m F#m G#m
Man, I'm 'bout to the hit the club again (yeah)
C#m F#m G#m
Pour me up that Ace of Spades and Henn'
[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
C#m F#m G#m
Switch the Phantom to the old school, to the bike, to the Wraith
C#m F#m G#m
Bitches say I'm actin' Hollywood but I'm never actin' fake
C#m F#m G#m
When you see me better take a picture, it'll last a little longer
C#m F#m G#m
Foreign bitch, no souvenirs but a travel bag on her
C#m F#m G#m
She said, I got a way with words
C#m F#m G#m
We call it showbizz cause they show out on the turf
C#m F#m G#m
At the telly smokin', fuckin', don't disturb
C#m F#m G#m
My bitch so bad she might could get away with murder
[Hook: BoBo Swae]
C#m F#m G#m
I ball out the lot (lot)
C#m F#m G#m
I'm like, look what I got (look what I got)
C#m F#m G#m
The pimpin' ain't gon' never stop (I promise, promise)
C#m F#m G#m
We takin' this shit to the top (all the way)
C#m F#m G#m
What you mean, I got to spazz on 'em? (not again)
C#m F#m G#m
Shawty bad, she got an ass on her (she a ten)
C#m F#m G#m
Man, I'm 'bout to the hit the club again (yeah)
C#m F#m G#m
Pour me up that Ace of Spades and Henn'
[Verse 3: BoBo Swae]
C#m F#m G#m
We caught 'em hatin' from the side but we ain't worried
C#m F#m G#m
Man we killin' all this shit, we leave 'em buried
C#m F#m G#m
You better come and save the game, I'm in a hurry
C#m F#m G#m
I'm 'bout to go and take this shot, bitch, yea I'm Curry
C#m F#m G#m
I got my words on words
C#m F#m G#m
I'm on a zoot, I'm slurrin
C#m F#m G#m
She gotta bust her pussy, yea, I make it purrr
C#m F#m G#m
She out her shirt, she out her shirt
C#m F#m G#m
E young country nigga got it out the dirt
[Hook: BoBo Swae]
C#m F#m G#m
I ball out the lot (lot)
C#m F#m G#m
I'm like, look what I got (look what I got)
C#m F#m G#m
The pimpin' ain't gon' never stop (I promise, promise)
C#m F#m G#m
We takin' this shit to the top (all the way)
C#m F#m G#m
What you mean, I got to spazz on 'em? (not again)
C#m F#m G#m
Shawty bad, she got an ass on her (she a ten)
C#m F#m G#m
Man, I'm 'bout to the hit the club again (yeah)
C#m F#m G#m
Pour me up that Ace of Spades and Henn'