vk 1900z - 17 lyrics
[hook]
only 17
on the block i’m patrolling da street
bad b wan jeet
oh yes i’m pleased
sweet one widda back, i just let her lean
lean, lean, risk it
no face, no case, no witness
bad one she sweet n’ delicious
want me and she know i’m widdit’
only 17
on the block i’m patrolling da street
bad b wan jeet
oh yes i’m pleased
sweet one widda back, i just let her lean
lean, lean, risk it
no face, no case, no witness
bad one she sweet n’ delicious
want me and she know i’m widdit’
[verse 1]
early mornings, bando yawning
said she wanna f+ck widda’ tug
hmm, she won’t stop calling
ain’t got time baby i’m ballin’, no stallin’
no money? it’s boring
don’t have time for the social drawings
cah in real life it’s oh so appalling
true say i want money not beef
but certain man keep talking
i was out widda’ ys gs
trust, sippin n’ pourin
true say i don’t drink like that
just bun up this pack, go opp block tourin’
don’t give me no chat
i’m trynna make ps, so i’m up in the morning
why you think i’m up early mornings?
like bro said in the trap get dough, dough
got mumzy’s belly to feed
hence why i won’t spend my money on hoes
yo, pt i’m out in da roads
it’s a harder life, but it’s how it goes
no cap, this is real rap, can you do that bro? no
you can’t do that though
[hook]
only 17
on the block i’m patrolling da street
bad b wan jeet
oh yes i’m pleased
sweet one widda’ back, i just let her lean
lean, lean, risk it
no face, no case, no witness
bad one she sweet n’ delicious
want me and she know i’m widdit’
only 17
on the block i’m patrolling da street
bad b wan jeet
oh yes i’m pleased
sweet one widda back, i just let her lean
lean, lean, risk it
no face, no case, no witness
bad one she sweet n’ delicious
want me and she know i’m widdit’
[verse 2]
yes i’m a yg but i don’t give a f+ck (i don’t give a toss)
boss, like rick ross
no corona, trynna make it cough +cough cough+
hold up, stop!
sometimes gotta’ firm that loss
if it ain’t smooth like criss get cross
can’t wait till i get me a milly no rock (shining)
out on da roads i’m solo dolo
in n’ out endz like yoyo
brobro called me up and said “yoyo, just scored a golo” bro too loco
can’t get caught by feds that’s popo
if you know, you know
big oh nonono
still gotta’ let man know though, talk is cheap in this life it’s yolo
like bro said in the trap get dough, dough
got mumzy’s belly to feed
hence why i won’t spend my money on hoes
yo, pt i’m out in da roads, issa harder life, but it’s how it goes
no cap, this is real rap, can you do that bro? no
you can’t do that though
[hook]
only 17
on the block i’m patrolling da street
bad b wan jeet, oh yes i’m pleased
sweet one widda’ back, i just let her lean
lean, lean, risk it
no face, no case, no witness
bad one she sweet n’ delicious
want me and she know i’m widdit’
only 17
on the block i’m patrolling da street
bad b wan jeet
oh yes i’m pleased
sweet one widda back, i just let her lean
lean, lean, risk it
no face, no case, no witness
bad one she sweet n’ delicious
want me and she know i’m widdit’
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