Tim Duncan Remy Boyz (Ft. Fetty Wap, Monty & P-Dice)

[Hook: P-Dice]
I’m finna ball just like I’m Duncan
I pass your bitch off, my niggas dunk it
I pass that burner off, they blam it down
I throw that money up, they slam it down
(2x)

[Verse 1: Fetty Wap]
Remy Boyz
I know you niggas heard us, we make plenty noise
Them choppas leave you hurting, we got plenty toys
I said, bitch, we are the motherfucking Remy Boyz
We get plenty love, I got plenty plugs
Bitch, my trap be jumping, I buys plenty drugs
Try to take it from me, wish a nigga would
Look this forty, it go bang-bang at his fucking head
Leave that nigga dead, niggas will catch you slipping
That mean your ass was lacking, you ain’t had a pistol
Black and, black and white stripes, I am so official
Fetty, Fetty Cash shitting on them, where’s the tissue
Bad bitches on a nigga, I dont’t have an issue
All I want is money, you can have your heart
I never loved a bitch and I ain’t tryna start
You can suck my dick and then we falling off
Cause baby, all I want is drink the furnace full of drugs