17.5 Lyrics

Pop out

Bitch i'm in ya city pop out

Yoppp

ATB, yeah

Bitch i'm in ya city pop out

Bitch yeah i'm in your city, pop out

One bitch from the city, she too mixy, bring the chop out

He ain't really having motion baby, I can tell he lyin' to you

I got Dior B22s all up on my feet

Fucking in a AMG, baby say she love the seats

She worry bout me when i'm out cause she know i'm in the streets

I'm a cool-ass nigga, but you know I got my heat

I'm bussin' fullys all in traffic, I ain't worried about police

Nigga movin' like a narc, so he got whacked

And if I heard you nailed my bitch for a fact you getting taxed

I just sold his ass to 8thy for a bean, he got waxed

1750 for the pounds, i'm like Jeezy in the trap

You see Chanel on your bitch, I did that, what you do?

Ham ass nigga, you ain't got no sauce, you a noob

Flexin' ass nigga in the trenches, now you look like food

My face expression on calm, but my outfit saying Rhude

Fox 29, I put that boy right on the news

Like you was homeless, 223s take you right up out your shoes

223s take you right up off this earth

I got fans in different cities, On the road I got some shirts

I'm throwin' dots to my niggas in the field, Seemo Hurts

I be movin' with that 30, I ain't talk about no percs

I got Mr. Blue Beam with me, how you ain't hear about Smirk?

Whatshisname was trolling, watchin' stories, now that nigga in the dirt

Trapper of the year, I got what you need, nigga, come and tap in

45 on my hip like some fat nigga jeans

Dawg it's 2023 and nigga still sippin' green

Uh, On a late night, probably get my dreads twisted by Reen

Why would I front you, I know you gon' fuck that pape up

The trick to bein' smart is knowin' when to fuckin' play dumb

That nigga say he touchin' bread, compared to me, that shit is crumbs

I be movin' out here like a nigga on a run

We bought Za to the block and niggas ain't say thanks

17 five on the pounds and I got some drank

I got a play outBaltimore, he said "champ this shit crank"

Free my brother out the feds, he using combs as a shank

I'm tryin' to get my bro a honey bun

Why your homie lookin' bad, put him on to sumn

I'll swim to the play, I don't care i'm still gon' come

Every dollar count

I told my bitch to spend that shit cause I don't care bout the amount

I tried to make sure you ate, but you wanna take food out my mouth