Intro
B C#m
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
A F#m
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
A C#m
We be countin' up, watch how far them bands go
F#m A
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
B C#m
Got 56 a gram, prob' a 100 grams though
F#m A
Man, I swear I love her how she work the damn pole
B C#m
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
F#m A
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
B C#m
In love with the money, I ain't never letting go
[Hook] 2x
F#m
And I get high with my baby
A B C#m
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
F#m
And I can ride with my baby
A B C#m
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
[Verse 2]
C#m F#m
I hit the strip with my trap queen cause all we know is bands
A B
I just might snatch a Ferrari and buy my boo a Lamb'
C#m F#m
I might just snatch her necklace, drop a couple on a ring
A B
She ain't want it for nothin' because I got her everything
C#m F#m
Bitch you up in the bando, without deniro can't go
A B
Remi boys got extendo, count up hella dem bands tho
C#m
How far can your Benz go?
F#m A
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand K how I stand tho
B C#m
If you checking out my pockets hol' up
[Hook 2] 2x
F#m
And I get high with my baby
A B C#m
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
F#m
And I can ride with my baby
A B C#m
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
[Verse 1]
C#m F#m
I be smoking dope and you know Backwoods what I roll
B C#m
Remy Boy, Fetty eating shit up that's fasho
F#m A
Ill run in ya house, then I'll fuck your ho
B C#m
Cause Remy Boyz or nothing, Re-Re-Remy Boyz or nothing
F#m A G