Lyrics and Annotations taken from:
Fetty Wap - "679"
[Verse 1: Marlon]
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
[Chorus: Tristan]
I'm like, yeah, she's fine
Wonder when she'll be mine
She walk past, I press rewind
To see that a** 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
[Verse 2: Marlon]
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 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: Tristan]
I'm like, yeah, she's fine
Wonder when she'll be mine
She walk past, I press rewind
To see that a** 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