Intro 2x: G#mEF#C#sus2
Verso 1:
(C#sus2) G#m
I'm like, "Hey, what up? Hello."
EF#
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
C#sus2G#m
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
EF#
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
C#sus2G#m
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
EF#
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
C#sus2G#m
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
EF#
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
C#sus2G#m
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
EF#
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
C#sus2G#m
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
EF#
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
C#sus2E
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
Hook:
(E) G#m
And I get high with my baby
F#Bsus2E
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
G#m
And I can ride with my baby
F#Bsus2E
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
G#m
And I get high with my baby
F#Bsus2E
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
G#m
And I can ride with my baby
F#Bsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verso 2:
G#mE
Hit the strip with my trap queen 'cause all we know is bands
F#C#sus2
I might just snatch a Ferrari and buy my boo a Lamb'
G#mE
I might just snatch up a necklace, drop a couple on a ring
F#C#sus2
She ain't wanting for nothin' because I got her everything
G#mE
And Iâ??m off in the bando, with a 'nero that can't go
F#C#sus2
Remy boys got the stamp though, countin up bands though
G#m
How far can your bands go?
EF#
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand K how I stand though
C#sus2E
If you checking for my pockets I'm like
Hook:
(E) G#m
And I get high with my baby
F#Bsus2E
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
G#m
And I can ride with my baby
F#Bsus2E
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
G#m
And I get high with my baby
F#Bsus2E
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
G#m
And I can ride with my baby
F#Bsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verso 1:
G#m
Like, "Hello."
EF#
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
C#sus2G#m
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
EF#
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
C#sus2G#m
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
EF#
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
C#sus2G#m
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
EF#
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
C#sus2G#m
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
EF#
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
C#sus2G#m
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
EF#
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
C#sus2G#m
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
(G#m) EF#
I be smoking dope, you know Backwoods what I roll
C#sus2G#m
Remy Boyz, Fetty eating shit up that's fasho
EF#
I'll run in ya house, then I'll fuck your hoe
C#sus2
Remy Boyz or nothing, Remy Remy Boys or
Hook:
EG#m
And I get high with my baby
F#Bsus2E
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
G#m
And I can ride with my baby
F#Bsus2E
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
G#m
And I get high with my baby
F#Bsus2E
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
G#m
And I can ride with my baby
F#Bsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
EG#mF#Bsus2E
1738, 1738
G#mF#
Got a sack for us to roll
Bsus2E