679 & No Diggity - Jackson Breit

Yeah

Baby girl, you’re so damn fine though

Wanna know if I could hit it from behind though

I’m sipping on you like some fine wine though

When it’s over, I press rewind though

Talking bands, I got it

Benjamins in my pocket

I traded in my Trues for some Robins

Then he playing Batman, Fetty’s gon' rob him, Yeah

I got the Glock in my 'Rari

17 shots, no .38

Yeah, I got the Glock in my 'Rari

17 shots, no .38

Yeah, she’s fine

Wonder when she’ll be mine

Walk past, I press rewind

See that ass 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

And I got this sewed up

Remy Boyz, they know us

All fast money, no slow bucks

No one can control us

She’s got class and style

Street knowledge by the pound

Baby never act wild

Very low-key on the profile

Catching feelings is a no

Let me show you how it goes

Herb’s the word, spin’s the verb

Lovers it curves, freak what you heard

I like the way you work it (No Diggity)

I’m bout to bag it up

I like the way you work it (No Diggity)

I’m bout to bag it up

I like the way you work it (No Diggity)

Bout to bag it up

I like the way you work it

No diggity darling

I like the way you work it (1738)

No diggity darling

I’m bout to bag it up (1738)