Тональность: A minor•
Verse 1
Remy Boyz, yeah
1738, ay
I'm like, hey, what's up, hello
Verse 2
Am
Seen yo' pretty ass soon
as you came in that door
I just wanna chill,
got a sack for us to roll
Married to the money,
F
introduced her to my stove
Am
Showed her how to whip it,
now she remixin' for low
Verse 3
Am
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Em
We be countin' up,
Am
watch how far them bands go
Em
We just set a goal,
Am
talkin' matchin' Lambos
Got 50, 60 grand,
F
Am
C
Am
500 grams, though
Em
Man, I swear I love
Verse 4
her how
Am
she work the damn pole
Em
Hit the strip club,
C
Am
we be letting bands go
Everybody hating,
G
Am
we just call them fans, though
C
In love with the money,
Am
I ain't never lettin' go
Verse 5
Am
I just left the mall,
G
Em
Am
I'm gettin' fly with my baby, yeah
G
Em
G
And I can ride with my baby
Dm
Em
C
Dm
I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby,
Em
Am
yeah
Verse 6
Em
ride with my baby
Am
I just left the mall,
G
Em
Am
I'm gettin' fly with my baby, yeah
G
Em
G
And I can ride with my baby
Dm
Em
C
Dm
Am
Em
Am
Em
I be in the kit chen cookin' pies, I'm like, hey, what's up,
Am
Em
Am
F
Am
Em
Am
hello
Interlude 1
Am
Em
Am
Em
F
C
Am
Em
Am
Em
Am
Em
Am
Em
G
Em
G
Dm
Em
C
Am
G
Em
Am
G
Em
Am
G
Em
Am
G
Dm
Em
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Verse 7
Am
Freshest nigga ever seen,
Em
pull up in a Limousine
Am
Hit you with a magazine,
now they play the violin
Took that bitch right from your team,
Em
I turned that bitch, she work for me
C
First they brought me 30 Gs,
Am
next they brought me 30 keys (skrrt)
Verse 8
Em
I risk my life for 30 bricks,
Am
I swear to God I'd do it again
Em
Gucci Mane the toppin' tree,
trending topic, fuck, I mean
Am
G
I'ma keep up, pop a bean,
Em
G
put my dick in, hit your spleen
Dm
Em
C
Count my money with machine,
hurt her then I cussed her brick
Verse 9
Am
Em
Now you should know, oh,
now you should know
Am
Em
With a bad bitch and a grand national
Am
G
Em
It's just politics, I'm taxing ya
G
Dm
You're like a grilled cheese,
Em
C
nigga, I'm smashing ya
Verse 10
boy, nigga,
Em
so your dad beats ya
Am
Ten G's who find the boy,
Em
that's a finder fee
Am
Holy macaroni, boy,
G
Em
you're only blinding me
G
Am
And I told the squad like every nigga
signed to me (f- f- f- fly)
Verse 11
Em
ride with my baby
Am
I just left the mall,
G
Em
Am
I'm gettin' fly with my baby, yeah
G
Em
G
And I can ride with my baby
Dm
C
I be in the kitchen cookin' pies, I'm like,
Am
hey, what's up, hel lo (Quavo!)
Verse 12
Am
Em
G
Am
I'm like, hey, what's up, hello (hello)
C
I met you in the kitchen whippin' in
Em
Am
a bando (bando)
Em
And I'ma need you to
Am
cook a baby (baby)
Dm
And when you cook that baby,
Am
I'ma buy you a Mercedes, yeah (go)
Verse 13
Am
Em
Look at the thighs on her (on her,
Em
Oh, I wanna ride on her (ride, ride,
Em
And we in a coupe goin'
Go to Venezuela,
C
G
C
Am
that's a getaway vacation (vacation)
Em
She the trap queen, she
Verse 14
cook it,
Em
I'm the trap king,
Am
I bring the cash (money, woo)
G
Em
G
You a pussy, so I took your bag (pussy)
Dm
Em
C
If you get money with your baby
Am
say "Yeah" (yeah)
Verse 15
Em
ride with my baby
Am
I just left the mall,
G
Em
Am
I'm gettin' fly with my baby, yeah
G
Em
G
And I can ride with my baby
Dm
C
I be in the kitchen cookin' pies, I'm like,
Dm
Em
C
hey, what's up, hello
Dm
C
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