679 （翻自 Fetty Wap）

I'm like, yeah, he's fine
Wondering when he'll be mine
He walk past, I press rewind
To see those eyes one more time
And I got this sewed up
That's right, they know us
All fast money, no slow bucks
No one can control us
Baby boy, 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, boy, I got it
Benjamins all in my pocket
I traded in my Trues for some Robins
He playing Batman, He gon' rob him, ay
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, he's fine
Wondering when he'll be mine
He walk past, I press rewind
To see those eyes one more time
And I got this sewed up
That's right, they know us
All fast money, no slow bucks
No one can control us
Tell me what you see
Is it money or it’s me?
I smoke twenty, smell the ****
I got hunnies in my V
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, he's fine
Wondering when he'll be mine
He walk past, I press rewind
To see those eyes one more time
And I got this sewed up
That's right, they know us
All fast money, no slow bucks
No one can control us