2017 Lyrics

Thank you Ro, that is so sweet

Uh, pull up with the iron in my hand, I feel like Tony Stark

I could pull up on these bitches, know we bout to spark

I've been going so long in this bitch its after dark

Hey, stop playing with my fuckin' heart

Ayy, 2-2-3, gon' get em, sending shots I never miss

I think I lost my mind inside the matrix, it's part of the system

You think it's co-op in this bitch, I see the players, I dismiss em

You can't do a money dance, because you fuckin' with my rhythm

I've been the goat since 2017, what you mean?

She was tryna talk to me, but I told her I want the green

I wipe her down like Mr. Clean, you know that I'm too fuckin' mean

I could pull up and I'd smash a bitch and pop the bitch just like a bean

When she got down on her knees, I said, you throat a goat

And that's just the head I get from all my old hoes

She said, I know you want this, I said, no, I don't, bro

My bitches keep on coming back to me like yo-yos

That bitch looked dead to me, and she went and took off all her clothes

I told that bitch I'm bout to hit her with my old flow

She heard Hollywood Fix, she said, when is you gonna blow?

I was buying Gucci, and that bitch doing coke

If I really want it, gotta get it, I can hit that note

If I hit that boat, it's sinking, I'ma watch your body float

I don't want you anymore, I cannot be a Romeo

But I can buy you hella shit, I got you dripping head-to-toe

Ayy, 2-2-3, gon' get em, sending shots I never miss

I think I lost my mind inside the matrix, it's part of the system

You think it's co-op in this bitch, I see the players, I dismiss em

You can't do a money dance, because you fuckin' with my rhythm

I do a money move, watch me dance around this bitch, I'm hella smooth

You inside the trap, and you is faded off that fuckin' boof

I walk on your trap, I got a North Face and some Nike shoes

You don't wanna hear about what I do, cause you know I'm that fuckin' dude

Got a sidekick, gon' hit my side, bitch

If you don't like this, why did you incite this?

Side-swiping bitches cause I think I like it

And she was way too impressed that I never write shit

Lately, I've been scamming the IRS for my taxes

Lately, when I pull up the fuck, I've been like the Flash, bitch

When I pull up in a Tesla, you still driving in a gas whip

I can buy you anything you want, all you gotta do is ask for it

I be lying to the bitch, well, I'm exaggerating

They got me itching on my head, these bitches agitating

And you can hear that I'm the villain by what I'm creating

I could pull up just to fuck, but we are never dating