17 freestyle ft. Vox17 Lyrics

I'm burning up, burning up I carry heat bitch

So turn it up, we turning up, just play the beat bitch

Dirty cup, dirty cup with Hennessy

I've been making enemies but they still worrying about me?

What you mean?

Put your fucking phone down

Typing on the keys but I bet you wouldn't come around and push me up the street

Fucking goofy, you can't get this shit for free

I feel like Lightning McQueen, 95 degrees

Put solar panels on the beat

She in here dancing on my meat, yeah

And I pulled up with the fleet, I just gotta hold the motherfucking team down

Wake up early off a bean now

My homies they're from genius

They can give you some breakdowns

Bitch I'm going so up that you cant even catch up

That boy is a faker, he's just spilling ketchup

Talking in my DM, send a blitz cause I got fed up

Shots gonna just deaf you if they wont just dead you

Take a pill to slow down, I'm bout to break the venue

Shots gonna just deaf you if they wont just dead you

Your girl she eat me up, I'm the best option on the menu

17 shots they go pa pa pa

I rep the crest, blue and yellow, hold it up

I think its time, yeah I think they folding up

In my mind the plan is going up