Cancelar
Afinação: (D-G-C-F-A-D)
Tom: G#m
Intro: (G#m E F# C#9) 2x
1738
Verso 1:
C#9 G#m
I'm like, "Hey, what up? Hello."
E F#
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
C#9 G#m
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
E F#
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
C#9 G#m
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
E F#
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
C#9 G#m
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
E F#
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
C#9 G#m
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
E F#
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
C#9 G#m
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
E F#
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
C#9 E
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
Refrão:
E G#m
And I get high with my baby
F# B9 E
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
G#m
And I can ride with my baby
F# B9 E
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
G#m
And I get high with my baby
F# B9 E
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
G#m
And I can ride with my baby
F# B9
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verso 2:
G#m E
Hit the strip with my trap queen 'cause all we know is bands
F# C#9
I might just snatch a Ferrari and buy my boo a Lamb'
G#m E
I might just snatch up a necklace, drop a couple on a ring
F# C#9
She ain't wanting for nothin' because I got her everything
G#m E
And I’m off in the bando, with a 'nero that can't go
F# C#9
Remy boys got the stamp though, countin up bands though
G#m
How far can your bands go?
E F#
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand K how I stand though
C#9 E
If you checking for my pockets I'm like
Refrão:
E G#m
And I get high with my baby
F# B9 E
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
G#m
And I can ride with my baby
F# B9 E
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
G#m
And I get high with my baby
F# B9 E
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
G#m
And I can ride with my baby
F# B9
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verso 3:
G#m
Like, "Hello."
E F#
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
C#9 G#m
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
E F#
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
C#9 G#m
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
E F#
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
C#9 G#m
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
E F#
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
C#9 G#m
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
E F#
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
C#9 G#m
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
E F#
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
C#9 G#m
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
G#m E F#
I be smoking dope, you know Backwoods what I roll
C#9 G#m
Remy Boyz, Fetty eating shit up that's fasho
E F#
I'll run in ya house, then I'll fuck your hoe
C#9
Remy Boyz or nothing, Remy Remy Boys or
Refrão:
E G#m
And I get high with my baby
F# B9 E
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
G#m
And I can ride with my baby
F# B9 E
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
G#m
And I get high with my baby
F# B9 E
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
G#m
And I can ride with my baby
F# B9
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
E G#m F# B9 E
1738, 1738
G#m F#
Got a sack for us to roll
B9 E
1738
Acordes usados:
e|---4----0----2-----4------2----|
B|---4----0----2-----4------2----|
G|---4----1----3-----6------4----|
D|---6----2----4-----6------4----|
A|---6----2----4-----4------2----|
E|---4----0----2-----------------|
G#m E F# C#9 B9