Bankroll Fresh – 17 lyrics

[Verse:]
Hood rich, hood rich, hood rich
Phone 28
Suspect was last seen fleeing in a white sport sedan
All units respond
Suspect is believed to be armed and dangerous
10-4 over and out
Bankroll
Coming up, metropolitan
In a super sport
Seen a red dog bust a U-turn into [?]
Smashing on them yes of course
I jumped up on my [?]
I laid down for a minute they didn’t see the boy
That’s my two piece of OG
I had three zips of [?]
He can cut weed all he want
I’m taking cut with all these
All the blood on our teeth
Fuck goin the right street
I’m gonna hide in a tree
To do no fucking with me
I was 17 when I sold my firm out
I was 17 when I bought my first pound
I was 17 when I had a hunned round
I was 17 and the shit was [?]
Young n*gga grind mother fucking mud
Young n*gga don’t give a fucking foot
Fucking with my old uncle man he’s drinking buds
Fucking with my cousins them n*ggas real Bloods
Ran my money up and I don’t give a fuck
Ran my money up and I don’t give a fuck
Ran my money up and bought a bigger truck
Mickey Thompson’s on that bitch, I lift it up
Fucking with the thug down in joy land
I got twenty thousand in blue rubber bands
Fucking with them young n*ggas in the tent
Fucking with the real n*gga you n*gga shrimps
Fuck around my name is on a blimp
Fuck around my name is on a blimp
She don’t want you n*gga cuz you was a wimp
[?]
N*gga who’s buying it bitch I’m seeing if you buying it
I was 17 when I first starting trying it
I was 17 when I started out trapping
I was 17 when I first made it happen
10 year later I'm that nigga dip and dabbing
10 year later on the n*gga still swagging
10 year later 250 in the matrix
No I’m just trying to hit it in the attic acrobatic
Flipping like a mother fucking gymnasium
Flipping like a mother fucking [?]
I got all these holes on my mother fucking balls
I’m the fucking big dog, supercharger with the stars
You know what I’m charging n*gga you know what the fee
You know what I’m charging n*gga you know where I’ll be
If you hit my phone n*gga, you and me ain't reach
Don’t mother fucking text me about no mother fucking peace
N*gga said he wanted 10, please come see me
N*gga want a ten, please I’ll get you ten easy
Hood bitch acts like a speakeasy
Got that 40k I will fuck believe me
I was 17 when I first started trapping
I was 17 28 gram second
I was 17 when I first started stashing
I was 17 years old mother fucking wild savage
17 years old sit by nine alpine
17 years old lock on my Glock I got mine
17 years old had a mother fucking nine
17 years old my lil patna caught a dime