FETTY WAP feat MONTANA BUCKS - 679

This song is from the album Fetty Wap(2015), released on 25 September 2015.
I didn't like the lyrics much. The production was not too bad, but the way that they sang it was pretty uninteresting. Those high notes didn't feel very nice at all. The energy in the vocals and the attitude that they had didn't suit the production at all.
SongRating: 8/10

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Scale: B Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 95
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU

[INTRO] G F# Bm D x2
[VERSE]
G                   F#
Baby girl, you're so damn fine though
Bm                     D
I'm tryna know if I could hit it from behind though
G                   F#
I'm sipping on you like some fine wine though
Bm                   D
And when it's over, I press rewind though
G               F#
You talking bands, girl, I got it
Bm          D
Benjamins all in my pocket
G              F#
I traded in my trues for some robins
Bm                  D
He playing Batman, Fetty's gon' rob him
G        F#                Bm    D
I got a Glock in my 'rari, 17 shots, no 38
G        F#                Bm    D
I got a Glock in my 'rari, 17 shots, no 38

[HOOK]
           G
I'm like, yeah, she's fine
F#            Bm
Wonder when she'll be mine
D                       G
She walk past, I press rewind
    F#          Bm
To see that ass one more time
D                   G
And I got this sewed up
F#                  Bm
Remy Boyz, they know us
      D                  G
All fast money, no slow bucks
    F#              Bm
No one can control us
     D
Ay, yeah baby

[VERSE]
G                F#
Tell me what you see
       Bm           D
Is it money or it's me?
        G                   F#
I smoke twenty, smell the weed
          Bm        D
I got hunnies in my V
            G              F#           Bm            D
They like, Monty, can you be my baby daddy, I'm like yeah
        G           F#                Bm          D
I got robins on my jeans, you see the wings on every pair
         G            F#                  Bm       D
All you see is Remy Boyz, you know my niggas everywhere
         G              F#                Bm        D
And if somebody got a problem, we could meet up anywhere
          G
Now go say some
F#                Bm     D
Don't you niggas play dumb
                  G      F#
You know where we came from
F#                   Bm   D
You don't want sauce, no A1

[HOOK]
           G
I'm like, yeah, she's fine
F#            Bm
Wonder when she'll be mine
D                       G
She walk past, I press rewind
    F#          Bm
To see that ass one more time
D                   G
And I got this sewed up
F#                  Bm
Remy Boyz, they know us
      D                  G
All fast money, no slow bucks
    F#              Bm
No one can control us
     D
Ay, yeah baby

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