Yeaaah baby, 17

Ay, ay look

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, ay

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, ay

I got a Glock in my 'Rari, ay

17 shots, no 38

I got a Glock in my 'Rari

17 shots, no 38

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 one can control us

Ay, yeaaah baby

Tell me 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 niggas everywhere

And if somebody got a problem

We could meet up anywhere

Now go say something

Don’t you niggas play dumb

You know where we came from

You don’t want sauce, no A1

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 one can control us

Ay, yeaaah baby

Ay, they think they know us