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