17 - Intellectual

[Chorus]

Seventeen on the track, seventeen on my hip, one hundred twenty five for a zip, I put the toss on the brick

I roll two swishers together, call that bitch a double decker, sippin' muddy slump neck

Drive the Lambo like I'm reckless, drive the mid back from Texas

Twenty on a cuban necklace, adding guns to my collection

Different car different selections, heard you payin' for protection

Weak nigga leave my presence, ahead of my time like the Jetsons

Why the fuck you asking all these questions? You gotta buy the loud if you touch it

AK on me and it made from Russians, gotta get it gone, I gotta rush it

Louis V runnin' and juggin' (Yeah), I want the cheese with the toppin' (Yeah)

Get to the money no stoppin' (Yeah), this is a Lam, girl, hop in (Yeah)

Dior my lady she love it

I'm trying to get OG through customs

My white partner say he do mushrooms

He just hit the coke in the bathroom

She say she diggin' my fashion, she say you must shop in Europe

I po'd a lil' bit of syrup

Then told lil' mama to hush up

Choppa give niggas a touch up

I'm on a whole 'nother frequency, I can't be talkin' too frequently

I know the feds probably seekin' me, BC we moving in secrecy

BC we moving illegally, quit all that muthafuckin' teasing me

Yes or no, girl, you gon' leave with me, if you a coward don't speak to me

My African scamming repeatedly, walk up and shoot you immediately

I don't give a fuck 'bout no media, sell you a bag out a room that I booked off Expedia!

I want that head that's immediate, monster shit jump in your media

Diamonds they Ancient Samarian, you know I throw away carrion

I see the hate like binoculars that nigga got hoe in his folicles

Rolling up THC molecules, you say you gon' kill me, what's stopping you?!

V12 engine I'm passing you, ice cold like a smoothie that passion fruit