1617
Hmm, yeah (sixteen, seventeen)
Sixteen, seventeen
Sixteen, seventeen (Yeah)
Sixteen, seventeen
Sixteen, seventeen
Sixteen, seventeen, young nigga in the street
Young nigga with a dream
10th grade, sellin' weed
Flip packs, serve fiends
Skipped school, servin' beans
Get cash, any means
Niggas fake, envy me
Countin' pape', countin' green
Smoke dope, Looseleaf
FaceTime with Lil Z
OT with JD, big Glock 19
I was 15 with a piece, been havin' that breesh
Been havin them racks, been havin all the stacks
Now I got these niggas mad, fuckin' bitches from the back
Hit her once take her back, i ain't tripping 'bout a nat
Only tripping 'bout my bag, TwoThree let it blast
New stick, ProMag
New coupe, goin' fast
Burnout on they ass, skrt off on they ass
Niggas broke, make me laugh
Niggas hoes, doin' bad
I was sixteen in the trap, seventeen with a strap
Dubbing KV? Bitch you stupid
Never cared 'bout a bitch 'cuz they useless
Turn it up on a bitch, imma do it
Got the grip, ain't no cap, imma use it
Catch a kill 'bout my blood, I get ruthless
Upped the stick on that boy, left him clueless
Spin through your hood, I run through it
Don't get shot, swear to God bitch I'll do it
Yeah, ARP got a scope, .223 make him choke
Lil bro do the most, been one bitch I'm chose
Baggin' zips, scalin' Os
10-1, cookin' dope
On the block, speak in code
Seventeen with a pole
Chase racks, never hoes
Stay solid, never fold
If they don't know now they know
Yeah, if they don't know now they know
If they don't know now they know
If they don't know now they know
(If they don't know now they know)
(If they don't know now they know)
(If they don't know now they-)
Yeah
Too sick, bitch I sneeze
Bitch, she make me sick, make me sneeze
I been gettin' rich, gettin' breesh
You been on my dick, please please
You reach and I teach, try that shit you must be stupid
Try that shit you must be stupid
Love a bitch? No I'm not cupid
Roll the reefer in the leaf
I'm just dashing in a coupe bitch
I'm like who the fuck are you kid?
Try me nigga, wouldn't do it
Yeah, bitch for the streets
Lil bitch for the streets, get cash any means
Imma empty out the full clip, imma make em flee the scene
You ain't seen what I seen, I'll leave a nigga in the seat
Drunk as fuck off Hennessy, watch how I let that shit squeeze
You know I'll leave a nigga in the street
Don't believe a nigga, trust me
Don't believe a nigga, what you see
Don't believe a nigga, what he say
Don't believe a nigga, what it be
And these stupid bitches wanna play, like why my dick you wanna eat
Why my dick you wanna eat, I'm a fucking human being
Still not better than me, all these niggas can't compete
Yeah, lil nigga can't compete, get cash any means
Lil bitch they ain't fuckin' with me, yeah
Your bitch steady fuckin' with me
No bitch, you ain't fuckin' with me
Throat bitch, yeah she give it to me
Throat bitch, yeah she give it for free
Nigga, throat bitch yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah
Sixteen, seventeen, young nigga in the street
Young nigga with a dream
10th grade, sellin' weed
Flip packs, serve fiends
Skipped school, servin' beans
Get cash, any means
Niggas fake, envy me
Countin' pape', countin' green
Smoke dope, Looseleaf
FaceTime with Lil Z
OT with JD, big Glock 19
I was 15 with a piece, been havin' that breesh
Sixteen, seventeen
Sixteen, seventeen (Yeah)
Sixteen, seventeen
Sixteen, seventeen
Sixteen, seventeen, young nigga in the street
Young nigga with a dream
10th grade, sellin' weed
Flip packs, serve fiends
Skipped school, servin' beans
Get cash, any means
Niggas fake, envy me
Countin' pape', countin' green
Smoke dope, Looseleaf
FaceTime with Lil Z
OT with JD, big Glock 19
I was 15 with a piece, been havin' that breesh
Been havin them racks, been havin all the stacks
Now I got these niggas mad, fuckin' bitches from the back
Hit her once take her back, i ain't tripping 'bout a nat
Only tripping 'bout my bag, TwoThree let it blast
New stick, ProMag
New coupe, goin' fast
Burnout on they ass, skrt off on they ass
Niggas broke, make me laugh
Niggas hoes, doin' bad
I was sixteen in the trap, seventeen with a strap
Dubbing KV? Bitch you stupid
Never cared 'bout a bitch 'cuz they useless
Turn it up on a bitch, imma do it
Got the grip, ain't no cap, imma use it
Catch a kill 'bout my blood, I get ruthless
Upped the stick on that boy, left him clueless
Spin through your hood, I run through it
Don't get shot, swear to God bitch I'll do it
Yeah, ARP got a scope, .223 make him choke
Lil bro do the most, been one bitch I'm chose
Baggin' zips, scalin' Os
10-1, cookin' dope
On the block, speak in code
Seventeen with a pole
Chase racks, never hoes
Stay solid, never fold
If they don't know now they know
Yeah, if they don't know now they know
If they don't know now they know
If they don't know now they know
(If they don't know now they know)
(If they don't know now they know)
(If they don't know now they-)
Yeah
Too sick, bitch I sneeze
Bitch, she make me sick, make me sneeze
I been gettin' rich, gettin' breesh
You been on my dick, please please
You reach and I teach, try that shit you must be stupid
Try that shit you must be stupid
Love a bitch? No I'm not cupid
Roll the reefer in the leaf
I'm just dashing in a coupe bitch
I'm like who the fuck are you kid?
Try me nigga, wouldn't do it
Yeah, bitch for the streets
Lil bitch for the streets, get cash any means
Imma empty out the full clip, imma make em flee the scene
You ain't seen what I seen, I'll leave a nigga in the seat
Drunk as fuck off Hennessy, watch how I let that shit squeeze
You know I'll leave a nigga in the street
Don't believe a nigga, trust me
Don't believe a nigga, what you see
Don't believe a nigga, what he say
Don't believe a nigga, what it be
And these stupid bitches wanna play, like why my dick you wanna eat
Why my dick you wanna eat, I'm a fucking human being
Still not better than me, all these niggas can't compete
Yeah, lil nigga can't compete, get cash any means
Lil bitch they ain't fuckin' with me, yeah
Your bitch steady fuckin' with me
No bitch, you ain't fuckin' with me
Throat bitch, yeah she give it to me
Throat bitch, yeah she give it for free
Nigga, throat bitch yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah
Sixteen, seventeen, young nigga in the street
Young nigga with a dream
10th grade, sellin' weed
Flip packs, serve fiends
Skipped school, servin' beans
Get cash, any means
Niggas fake, envy me
Countin' pape', countin' green
Smoke dope, Looseleaf
FaceTime with Lil Z
OT with JD, big Glock 19
I was 15 with a piece, been havin' that breesh
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