Anaconda (ft Adèle Anderson)

Boy toy named Troy used to live in Detroit
Big dope dealer money, he was gettin’ some coins
Was in shootouts with the law, but he live in a palace
With Alexander McQueen, he was keeping me stylish

Now that’s real, real, real
Gun in my purse, but I came dressed to kill
Who wanna go first? I had ‘em push daffodils
I’m happy as hell, I only took a half a swill
I’m on some dumb sh–

By the way, what he say?
I ain’t missing no meals
I come through and hit him in my automobile
He can eat it with his grills, he keep telling me to chill
Dun-d-d-dun-dun

My anaconda don’t
My anaconda don’t
My anaconda don’t want none
Unless you got buns, hon
My anaconda don’t
My anaconda don’t
My anaconda don’t want none
Unless you got buns, hon

This dude named Michael used to ride motorcycles
He was bigger than a tower, I ain’t talking about Eiffel’s
He was a real country man, let me play with his rifle
I put him to sleep and now he calling me NyQuil

Now that bang, bang, bang
I let him hit it like workin’ on the chain gang
He growin’ crops like his name Romaine
And when we done, I make him buy me Balmain
I’m on some dumb sh–

By the way, what he say?
I ain’t missing no meals
I come through and hit him in my automobile
He can eat it with his grills, he keep telling me to chill
Dun-d-d-dun-dun

My anaconda don’t
My anaconda don’t
My anaconda don’t want none
Unless you got buns, hon
My anaconda don’t
My anaconda don’t
My anaconda don’t want none
Unless you got buns, hon

Oh my Gosh, look at that banjo
Oh my Gosh, look at that banjo

Little in the middle but she got much back
Little in the middle but she got much back
Little in the middle but she got much back
Little in the middle but she got much back

My anaconda don’t
My anaconda don’t
My anaconda don’t want none
Unless you got buns, hon
My anaconda don’t
My anaconda don’t
My anaconda don’t want none
Unless you got buns, hon