[Intro: Sean Paul & Quavo]

F to the B

Ayy, ayy

Don Carleon

Migos and Sean Paul in the buildin'

Mally Mal

And you know we smoke blunts 'til the face

Because

Everybody sayin' up, up away



[Chorus: Sean Paul & Quavo]

My girl got the body where you got 12 more than 'bout a billion

Ayy, ayy

Just wanna feel ya

Ayy, ayy

And get familiar, ayy

The body where you got 12 more than 'bout a trillion

I just wanna feel ya

Oh

I wanna steal ya, girl



[Verse 1: Offset]

(Offeset)

She gorgeous, I'ma pay her mortgage (gorgeous, mortage)

I'ma buy you Christian Louboutin until you can afford it (Louboutin)

I wanna take you on a trip 'cause I know that your nigga borin' (borin')

Christian Dior scrapin' on the floor when we boardin' (we boardin')

Her booty roll and she go slow motion, I'm strokin' (woah)

There's somethin' 'bout you, you know you special, you golden (special)

Smokin' ganj like I'm Willy Nelson in Belgium (ganj)

Like the handyman with the hammer, I nailed it (ayy)

Come and ride with a G, fly than a falcon (ride)

Hit it from the back, I must have landed a real one (nah)

Pulled up in my Lamborghini when I'm outin' (skrrt)

You nigga kept on cheatin' and I know you found him (woah)

If you wanna keep it later, better keep your bread up (cash)

I had her in my mansion, told her put her leg up (smash)

[?] wrapped her in Chanel from her head up (Chanel)

Girl, you just like an angel, did you come from heaven?