Seventeen

Yea
Ahh

Swerve the Lane (uh)
Got a 30 and I'm only 17 (uh)
Bad Bitch
And I buy her everything (uh)
She fuck me good
And she ride me like a see saw
Yea, Fuck me with my jeans on (woah)

She wanna party, like a rock star
And she said my name poppin' like a pop star
Uh
Yea, poptart

Imma flex on my ex
Cause I'm use to it
Bad bitches on my line
Yea I'm use to it

She could hate all she want, I'm still getting money
I need some tissue, Cause my diamonds make my nose runny

I got guap like I'm selling dope in the 80's
All these niggas mad
Cause they bitch, Want my baby

Don't be mad
Don't be mad
I do what i want

Go to the mall
And i flex just for fun

Gucci bag
Birkin bag
Buy her what she wants

Swag, Swag, Swag
Louis bag
Saint Laurent (woah)

Swerve the Lane (uh)
Got a 30 and I'm only 17 (uh)
Bad Bitch
And I buy her everything (uh)
She fuck me good
And she ride me like a see saw
Yea, Fuck me with my jeans on (woah)

Swerve the Lane (uh)
Got a 30 and I'm only 17 (uh)
Bad Bitch
And I buy her everything (uh)
She fuck me good
And she ride me like a see saw
Yea, Fuck me with my jeans on (woah)

Ride with me
Ride with me

She really wanna
Vibe with me
Vibe with me (yeah)

Seventeen
Seventeen, Young nigga
Seventeen
Seventeen (yeah)

Perk pills, Big bills (yeah)
Late nights, Cheap thrills (yeah)

I really wanna vibe with you
Vibe with you

Every morning, Every night with you
Life with you

Ride with me
Ride with me

She really wanna
Vibe with me
Vibe with me (yeah)

Seventeen
Seventeen, Young nigga
Seventeen
Seventeen (yeah)



Credits
Writer(s): Shar'quan Booker
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