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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fetty Wap
Fetty Wap
Vocals
Remy Boyz
Remy Boyz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Angel Cosme JR.
Angel Cosme JR.
Songwriter
Brian Garcia
Brian Garcia
Songwriter
Willie Maxwell
Willie Maxwell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Garcia
Brian Garcia
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah baby, seventeen
Ay, ay look
[Verse 2]
Baby girl, you're so damn fine though
I'm tryna know if I could hit it from behind though
I'm sippin' on you like some fine wine though
And when it's over, I press rewind though, ay
You talking bands, girl, I got it
Benjamin's all in my pocket
I traded in my Trues for some Robins
He playing Batman, Fetty's gon' rob him, ay
I got a Glock in my 'Rari, ay
Seventeen shots, snub .38
I got a Glock in my 'Rari, ay
Seventeen shots, snub .38
[Verse 3]
I'm like, yeah, she's fine
Wonder when she'll be mine
She walk past, I press rewind
To see that ass one more time
And I got this sewed up
Remy Boys, they know us
All fast money, no slow bucks
No one can control us
Ay, yeah baby
[Verse 4]
Ay, yeah Monty
Tell me what you see
Is it money or it's me?
I smoke twenty, mellow
I got hunnies in my V
They like Monty can you by my baby daddy
I'm like yeah
I got Robins on my jeans
You see the wings on every pair
All you see is Remy Boyz
You know my **** everywhere
And if somebody got a problem
We come meet up anywhere
Now go say some
Don't you **** play dumb
You know where we came from
And you don't want sauce, no A1
[Verse 5]
I'm like, yeah, she's fine
Wonder when she'll be mine
She walk past, I press rewind
To see that ass one more time
And I got this sewed up
Remy Boys, they know us
All fast money, no slow bucks
No one can control us
Ay, yeah baby
[Verse 6]
Ay, she a cutie and she fine
Make me wanna make her mine
She ain't out here like them bimbos
If you like it we can swerve
We could this thing of purple
And pluck it out the window
You keep playin' press rewind
Gotta her singin' every time
Take a high note for me girlfriend
Got my city lookin' rude
I ain't Diddy, I ain't Loon
But I think I need a girlfriend
She's feelin' great as I'm talkin' to her
She a Remy girl, so I'm gon' pursue her
I brought a lot of loud, lot of Rem to spit on
Thousand dollars when I get my tip on
I'm off her, next to Fatty when she said that's all here
Got her with the happy feel I'm 'bout to spoil her
Got her with the happy feel I'm 'bout to spoil her
Oh my
[Verse 7]
I'm like, yeah, she's fine
Wonder when she'll be mine
She walk past, I press rewind
To see that ass one more time
And I got this sewed up
Remy Boys, they know us
All fast money, no slow bucks
No one can control us
Ay, yeah baby
[Verse 8]
ZooWap, Monty
ZooWap, Dicey
Yeah baby, Remy Boyz
Yeah, yeah
Written by: Angel Cosme JR., Brian Garcia, Peoples, Willie Maxwell II
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