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I'm hey, wassup, hello
Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in the
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to
Married to the money, introduced her to my
her how to whip it now she remix it for low
She my queen let her hit the bando
We be counting up how far them bands go
We just selling dope, matching lambos
Got 50 60 grams 100 grams though
Man I swear I love her how she work that pole
Hit the club we be letting bands go
Everybody hating we just call fans though
In love with the money I ain't letting go

And I get high with my
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 with my baby,

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

I hit the strip with my 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 with me where I go
boys got extendo
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 I'm like

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

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

I'm like hey, wassup,
yo pretty ass soon as you came in the door
I just chill, got a sack 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 queen let her hit the bando
We be counting up how far them bands go
We just selling dope, talking matching
Got 50 60 grams prob 100 grams
Man I swear I her how she work that damn pole
Hit the strip club we be them bands go
Everybody hating we just call them fans
In love with the I ain't never letting go

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