[Intro: A$AP Ferg & Pharrell Williams]
Yeah, that's right, yeah, huh
Ooh, ohh
Hoo, hoo, hoo, ayy
Yeah

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
Hear that water boilin' in the pot, n***a
Got me everything that I got, n***a, yeah
Jump machine, whipping up a watch, n***a, yeah
We 'bout to buy another car not the top, n***a, yeah
Whole squad enough to fucking yacht, n***a
Chanel light bags, blowing top, n***a
Stuff it in the walls where we squat, n***a
A room full of brooms and the mops n***a

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
(Hoo, hoo, hoo, ayy)
Fergie in that new designer (Yeah)
Bout to get that Gucci, Prada (Yeah)
A mili, a Gucci mama
Thotty brown and illest mama (Alright)
Awkward whipped it in the pot
Cook that work just like lasagna (Hoo, hoo, grr)
We at the chef, no cappadonna (Woo, yeah, grr)
Give me the kiss, just like Madonna (Yeah, yeah, grr)
Riding my dick like marijuana smoke (Grr)
We in Bahamas, don't know where to find us (Yeah)
After Magilla, I'm fucking the founders (Yeah)
[Pre-Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Got too much in the back of Maybach
And I'm fucking your bitch (Right)
Tough on the back, rub on the cat
Fucking her friends (That's right!)
Durag up in the back of my hat
When I'm up in the Bens (Ooh, ooh)
Fucking a deuce when I'm off of the D'USSÉ
And I know that you tens

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams & Quavo]
Hear that water boilin' in the pot, n***a
Got me everything that I got, n***a, yeah
Jump machine, whipping up a watch, n***a, yeah
We 'bout to buy another car not the top, n***a, yeah
I was balling off a fucking yacht, n***a
Chanel light bags, blowing top, n***a
Stuff it in the walls where we squat, n***a (Hey)
A room full of brooms and the mops n***a (Woo, woo)

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Room full of bitches, no thots (And they bad)
Room full of n***as, like to plot (And they sad)
They see the big watch, they see the big knots (Ice)
Pot so big, I might pull up, park the yacht (Skrt, go)
Whipping the dope in the spot (Whip)
Look at this dope when it's hot (Ahh)
Whatchu gon' do with the fire? (Woo)
You shooting at nothing but sky (Dash)
Drip in the coupe and it's wet (Drip, splash), I let it dry (Brr, brr)
Hitting my phone, a text, sending a bird, let it fly (Brr)
If you want the best, this is what you got (Hey)
Quavo, I'm the chef, whipping up a watch (Whip it)
Wrist on the left, this is not a swap (Switch it, uh)
If you ain't getting money, this is not a vibe (Get it, eh)
Stash in the walls, stash it in the tire (That shit)
She gon' fuck it up 'till she get tired (Fuck it up)
Light 'em, light 'em up, we gon' get high (Light it up)
Who's that in that coup outside? (Skrt, skrt, skrt, whip it)
[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
Hear that water boilin' in the pot, n***a
Got me everything that I got, n***a, yeah
Jump machine, whipping up a watch, n***a, yeah
We 'bout to buy another car not the top, n***a, yeah
I was balling off a fucking yacht, n***a
Chanel light bags, blowing top, n***a
Stuff it in the walls where we squat, n***a
A room full of brooms and the mops n***a

[Verse 3: A$AP Ferg]
Flip phone, shorty
Flip it and dip it, like diggity bone
I finna kill when I get in the zone
Stomp on them n***as like I am LeBron
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I am the boss, I'm like Don Corleone
Wrist Rocky-less, Sylvester Stallone
Filling my pockets with the provalogne (Cheese)
N***as falling down a slippery slope
That's where I kill them with dope
Orthopedic, Prada sneakers, we own (Yeah, yeah)
Stack my money, let it go to the moon
Whipping up my watch, both eyes closed (Yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Got too much in the back of Maybach
And I'm fucking your bitch (Right)
Tough on the back, rub on the cat
Fucking her friends (That's right!)
Durag up in the back of my hat
When I'm up in the Bens (Ooh, ooh)
Fucking a deuce when I'm off of the D'USSÉ
And I know that you tens
[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
Hear that water boilin' in the pot, n***a
Got me everything that I got, n***a, yeah
Jump machine, whipping up a watch, n***a, yeah
We 'bout to buy another car not the top, n***a, yeah
I was balling off a fucking yacht, n***a
Chanel light bags, blowing top, n***a
Stuff it in the walls where we squat, n***a
A room full of brooms and the mops n***a