Baby Let's Play Rough

Yeah, baby, 17
 (Remy Boy lifestyle)
 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
 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, 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, yeah, 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 some
 Don't you niggas play dumb
 You know where we came from
 You don't want sauce, no A1
 ZooWap, Monty
 ZooWap, Monty
 Yeah, baby, Remy Boyz