[Intro: Future]
(Wheezy outta here)
Woah, woah (808 Mafia), woah, woah (Woah), woah (Woah), ski (ski)
Wide body on the Lambo kit
Wide body, woah-woah (Woah)
Wide body on the Lambo kit (Slatt, slatt)
Wide body, woah (Slatty, woah, woah)
[Verse 1: Future]
Feel like fuckin' these rackies off
Your ho fuckin' a rapper (Woah, woah)
Your ho been fuckin' a trapper
Your ho been fuckin' a trapper
I don't get into the chatter, huh
Pimpin' ain't dead, they cappin'
She worship a nigga, I'm havin' it
Ask me how it feel, tycoon
Too many hundreds, can't fit in the room
Blue room (Shh), we goin' up, balloon
Went past the trenches and went to the moon
Givenchy, Givenchy from 2002
Pretty lil' model run straight through the crew
Jumpin' in Prada, bitch tyin' my shoe
Take off her mink on the Patek, she goated
That throat is a GOAT, you know how it go
[Chorus: Future]
Charge them hoes a fee (Woah)
Charge them hoes a fee (Woah, woah, woah)
Charge them hoes a fee (Woah, woah, woah)
Charge them hoes a fee
Charge them hoes a fee
Charge them hoes a fee (Woah, woah)
Charge them hoes a fee (Woah, woah)
Charge them hoes (Woo, woah)
[Interlude: Future]
Woah
Landin' off (Rrr)
Uh
Uh
Wrapped 'round her arm, uh-uh
Uh
Woah, woah
Uh
Uh
Big park, hey, woah, woah
[Chorus: Future & Playboi Carti]
Charge them hoes a fee
Charge them hoes a fee (Charge, charge)
Charge them hoes a fee (Charge)
Charge them hoes, woah (Charge)
Don't do dumb shit, yeah, don't do dumb shit
Don't do chicken shit, yeah, don't do cow shit
Charge them hoes a fee (Woah)
Charge them hoes a fee (Charge, charge)
Charge them hoes a fee (Charge)
Charge them hoes, woah (Charge)
Don't do horse shit, yeah, don't do horse shit
Poppin' mad shit, yeah, poppin' mad shit, yeah (Drivin' through the city, lookin' for a Henchman, hah, charge)
[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
Drivin' through the city, lookin' for a what?
I'll put his head in the bag (Hah)
I stay blammin', yeah, that's me
But he don't know I got a mans (Hah)
Gen5 came with the TEC (Hah)
New Gen5 with the tags (Ah)
I was born ready, ho, red flag (Hah)
It was already up, it been there (Hah, hah)
All my hoes on the Roxies (Hah, hah)
All my hoes on the Roxies (Hah, hah)
All my hoes on the Roxies (Hah, hah)
Jump out the coupe, I'ma hit 'em, I dead 'em
All of these hundreds, can't believe I'm a felon
There go my shooter, you know I'm rebellin'
Call up my vibe, she handle my weapon
[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Charge my ho a fee (Woah)
Charge my ho a— (Woah, woah)
Charge my ho a fee
Charge my ho a fee (Yeah, yeah)
Charge my ho a fee (Yeah, yeah)
Charge my ho a— (Yeah, yeah)
Charge my ho a fee (Schyeah)
[Verse 3: Travis Scott]
Yeah, ain't talkin' publishin', I paid the dues with my G's (Straight up)
Hermès trays and Cartier sprays, I got a whole case for the plane (Woah)
Ain't no budget, I'm buggin', David say, "You spent twelve million on the stage just to rage"
That's just play money, ain't even playin'
Still remain, I'm Blocka La Flame
Ain't chargin' the game, I'm chargin' that ho a fee
[Chorus: Future & Travis Scott]
Charge them hoes a fee
Charge them hoes a fee (Charge, charge, yeah)
Charge them hoes a fee (Charge)
Charge them hoes, woah (Charge)
Don't do dumb shit, yeah, don't do dumb shit
Don't do chicken shit, yeah, don't do cow shit
Charge them hoes a fee (Woah)
Charge them hoes a fee (Charge, charge)
Charge them hoes a fee (Charge)
Charge them hoes, woah (Charge)
Don't do horse shit, yeah, don't do horse shit
Poppin' mad shit, yeah, poppin' mad shit
