Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
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
Fory Boyz, they know us
All fast money, no slow bucks
No one can control us
Yeah, baby
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
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
I got a Glock in my 'rari, seventeen shots, no thirty-eight
I got a Glock in my 'rari, seventeen shots, no thirty-eight
I'm like, yeah, she's fine
I 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
Yeah, baby
No you can't control me
All these suits sittin' actin' like they know me
This shit is more than money dog it runs so deep
So this my vow, take it back to the old me
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
This shit is more than money dog it runs so deep
This my vow take it back to the old me
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