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I'm hey, wassup, hello
yo pretty ass soon as you came in the door
I just wanna chill, got a for us to roll
Married to the money, her to my stove
Showed her how to whip it now she it for low
She my trap let her hit the bando
We be counting up watch how far them go
We just selling dope, matching lambos
Got 50 60 grams prob 100 grams
Man I I love her how she work that damn pole
Hit the strip we be letting bands go
Everybody we just call them fans though
In love with the money I never letting go

And I get with my baby
I just left the I'm getting fly with my baby, yeahh
And I get right my baby
I be in the kitchen pies with my baby, yeahh

And I get with my baby
I just left the mall I'm fly with my baby, yeahh
And I get right with my
I be in the kitchen cooking pies my baby, yeahh

I hit the with my trap queen
'Cause all we is bands
I might just snatch up a
And buy my boo a
I might just snatch up a
a couple on a ring
She ain't it for nothin'
I got her everything
Bitch you up on the
Ride me where I can't go
Remy boys got
Count up hella tho
I'll in your benz hoe
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty
K how I tho
If you checking for my pockets I'm

And I get with my baby
I just left the mall I'm getting fly my baby, yeahh
And I get right my baby
I be in the kitchen pies with my baby, yeahh

And I get right with my
I just left the I'm getting fly with my baby, yeahh
And I get right with my
I be in the kitchen cooking pies my baby

I'm like hey, wassup,
Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in the
I just wanna chill, got a for us to roll
Married to the money, introduced her to my
Showed her how to it now she remix it for low
She my trap queen let her hit the
We be up watch how far them bands go
We just dope, talking matching lambos
Got 50 60 grams prob 100 grams
Man I I love her how she work that damn pole
Hit the club we be letting them bands go
Everybody hating we just call them fans
In love with the money I never letting go

I be smoking and you know Backwoods what I roll
Remy Boy, Fetty shit up that's fasho
I'll run in ya house, then fuck ya ho
boyz are nuttin' re-re-remy boyz are nuttin'