[Intro: Fetty Wap, 𝘋𝘑 𝘒𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘥 & 𝗥𝗲𝗺𝗶𝘅𝗥𝗲𝗺𝗶𝘅𝗲𝘀]
𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗶𝘅
Yeaaah baby, 17 (𝘞𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤)
(RemyBoy Lifestyle)
Ay, ay, look (𝘈𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘦)

[Verse 1: Fetty Wap]
Baby girl, you're so damn fine, though
I'm tryna know if I could hit it from behind, though
I'm sipping on you like some fine wine, though
And when it's over, I press rewind though, ayy
You talking bands, girl, I got it
Benjamins all in my pocket
I traded in my Trues for some Robins
He playing Batman, Fetty's gon' rob him, ayy
I got a Glock in my 'Rari, ayy
17 shots, no .38
I got a Glock in my 'Rari
17 shots, no .38

[Chorus: Fetty Wap]
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 Boyz, they know us
All fast money, no slow bucks
No onе can control us
Ayy, yeaaah baby
[Verse 2: Monty]
Uh, yeah, Monty
Tell mе what you see
Is it money or it’s me?
I smoke twenty, smell the weed
I got hunnies in my V
They like, "Monty, can you be 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 n***as everywhere
And if somebody got a problem
We could meet up anywhere
Now go say something
Don’t you n***as play dumb
You know where we came from
You don’t want sauce, no A1

[Chorus: Fetty Wap]
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 the sewed up
Remy Boyz, they know us
All fast money, no slow bucks
No one can control us
Ayy, yeaaah baby
[Verse 3: P-Dice]
Ayy, she a cutie and she fine, make me wanna make her mine
She ain't nothing like them bimbos
If you like it, we can swerve, we can light and stain up here
Blowing, pluck it out the window
We get playing, press rewind, got her singing every time
Take a high note for me, girlfriend
Got my city looking rude
I ain't Diddy, I ain't Loon, but I think I need a girlfriend
She feeling great as I'm talking to her
She a RemyGirl, so I'm gon' pursue her
I brought a lot of loud, lot of Remy to sip on
Thousand dollars when I get my tip on
I'm off her, asked her if her fatty real
She said that's all her, 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

[Chorus: Fetty Wap]
I'm like, yeah, she's fine
Wonder when she'll be mine
She walk past, I press rewind
Just to see that ass one more time
And I got this sewed up
Remy Boyz, they know us
All fast money, no slow bucks
No one can control us
Ayy, yeaaah baby
[Verse 4: Drake]
All I gotta do is put my mind to this shit (Goddamn)
Cancel out my ex, I put a line through that bitch
I like all my S's with two lines through them shits
Everybody tryna fuck you but I'm fine with that shit
I never mind, girl, that's just you
I know you work hard for your shit
You know they gon' hate
Just don't play no part in that shit
They should call me James
Cause I'm goin' hard in this bitch
We're just so much smarter than them
Maybe I just needed you around me
Drank a lot tonight, I know
She can drive your car and you can roll
Take you where you wanna go
First off, I'ma start by sayin' this
Goddamn, goddamn

[Chorus: Fetty Wap]
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 the sewed up
Remy Boyz, they know us
All fast money, no slow bucks
No one can control us
Ayy, yeaaah baby

[Verse 5: IShowSpeed]
When I hop on this shit, and I'm droppin' a six
In the back and I rock my Vans
I get in my chill and I swear to God, admit it, I better not put that on friend
N***as up with a chop where the stick stay
N***as up with a chop on a mean man
Wanna chop, wanna stop, wanna speed
N***a stop what you talk, wanna feel like a bee
Built with a chop, n***as on scare today
Rich, I wanna feel like a belay
Rich, I wanna feel like a relay
Jump on that shit and I feel like a relay race, race
N***as is puttin' up stakes, stakes
N***as on crack, on the bay, bay
Bangin' the D's and I'm fuckin' the delay, choppa, let's play
Ride, ride, ride to the muhfuckin' Vertt, Vertt
Tryna tell me that I'm MCVertt, Vertt
Wanna chop, on the top of the cop car
N***as wan' chop and I feel like a wor-word
Ayy, wanna hop on a jersey
N***as on dicks, so I gotta get sturdy
N***as don't want but I gotta get, buddy
I gotta get dizzy, I gotta get it started
I hop on the chop, running out with the gang
N***as on dick, man, I feel like the rain
N***a vibe with a chop, wanna feel like a name
Wanna chop, wanna feel like a bang
Bang, bang, bang, bang
My speed, speed, speed
Makin' you see, see, see
Like fuck do you mean, mean, mean?
Back in the grade, didn't know what to do
N***as OD but I bump in the stu' (Ah)
But I'm on my step when I walk in the crew
Like fuck it, you know what the chop gonna do
And I'm screaming out "Speed gang!"
Nah, nah, n***a, Speed gang!
Wanna hop on this shit, want to chop with a feel
Man I'm feeling like a rename (What? What?)
I feel like gorilla my n***a, my trues are now really now fuller than n***as, I feel like a bed (Arf, arf, arf, arf, arf, arf, arf, arf)

[Chorus: Fetty Wap]
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 the sewed up
Remy Boyz, they know us
All fast money, no slow bucks
No one can control us
Ayy, yeaaah baby

[Verse 6: DaBaby]
Call up my bitch, tell her, "Bring me that noggin" (Brrt)
Brain real good, she a scholar
I like the thing with low mileage, good brain with no college
Call me DaBaby, no toddler (Wah)
I'm real creative and stylish, FN in my denim
I send a hit, make him spin 'em
And I just flew back from L.A. on the jet yesterday (Nyoom)
I go back and forth like I play tennis
I fuck with your ho, yeah, I'm fit for it
Still on the Billboard, the number one song in UK
And I done got so fuckin' rich, all these hoes on my dick
I still don't give a fuck what you say
She eat it like a Pac-Man, n***a (Eat it)
Whoop a n***a like I'm Batman, n***a (Eat it)
I just pulled up in the Batmobile (Nyoom)
The reason I ain't fuckin' with these rap-ass n***as
'Cause they cap-ass n***as (Cap), and they raps ain't real (Cap)
Believe me, you wanna keep your life, then take it easy
I'm rockin' water diamonds, need a Squeegee
These n***as watered down, they drinkin' Fiji
My whip is orange and brown like I'm in Cleveland
My bitch is Mello Yello like a soda (Soda)
These n***as tattletalers, I'm a soldier
Ayy, somebody tell them n***as that it's over
You know it's Baby

[Chorus: Fetty Wap]
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 the sewed up
Remy Boyz, they know us
All fast money, no slow bucks
No one can control us
Ayy, yeaaah baby

[Outro: Fetty Wap, 𝘋𝘑 𝘒𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘥 & 𝗥𝗲𝗺𝗶𝘅𝗥𝗲𝗺𝗶𝘅𝗲𝘀]
ZooWap, Monty
ZooWap, Dicey (𝘞𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤)
Yeaah baby, Remy Boyz (𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗶𝘅)
Yeaah, yeaaah