Cliquot - Remy Girlz (Fetty Wap / Remy Boy Monty Diss) lyrics

“Remy Girlz” Hardluck [Intro] ‘My way is a diss record to somebody Who the beef was wit .. Hardluck Didn't this n***a say I was BossMobb When was I ever?' [Verse 1] This goofy n***as got the goon all aggy Like that two door caddy Its gonna spin around and do ya'll badly How you comin with your j**els all flashy like you dumb paid Boy you on fakewatchbusta on the frontpage I hear the sneak dissin that's enough lame You was having fun on that island ‘til that flood came Fetty I'll crack a bottle on your fake dreads Monty I'll put a hollow on that cum stain The whole city pushed for this n***a what'd he do Sold his soul booked on them n***as what'd he do Left little punchy in the streets starving I just seen little Remy and his sneaks talking How you IG flexing with a fat knot When your mama got a one room on a crack block You n***as be mollied down cooking … weirdo How you think you got the town looking … weirdo [Verse 2] I remember you would beg some nights On the homie floor dreaming about a bed some nights Probably wishing you was dead some nights Probably still got the scars from them bed bug bites Make me have them boys gripping up for you Bring the choppers like them forties ain't big enough for you How you kick your own bro out the group That's a shame and that boy was just sticking up for you Don't you ever talk down on the BossMobb That's the same dumb sh** that got your boss robbed Gametime n***a I got two in How you gonna respect a n***a with some glue-ins That ain't jersey motherf**er f** a deal you still a dirty motherf**er (filthy) And I know you n***as heard me motherf**er And u know I know that b**h that gave you herpes motherf**er