Cole Myer - 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 f*ckin' 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 f*ckin' 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 f*ckin' 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 f*ckin' 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 f*ckin' 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 f*ckin' 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 f*ck, 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 f*ck, but we are never dating