No I.D
I was 17
I was getting drinks with no I.D
Me and Gabbana dawg
Posted at the corner at like 3
In the morning dawg
We just making hits, don't make no scenes
Girl, you called me up
Do you want to come pop it for me
I was 17
I was getting drinks with no I.D
Me and Gabbana dawg
Posted at the corner at like 3
In the morning dawg
We just making hits, don't make no scenes
Girl, you called me up
Do you want to come pop it for me
I was 17
I was getting drinks with no I.D
Me and Gabbana dawg
Posted at the corner at like 3
In the morning dawg
We just making hits, don't make no scenes
Girl, you called me up
Do you want to come pop it for me
Now I'm 21, and I'm making moves, almost 22
And she wants to come
Drop that shit for me in private rooms
She was 21, turned 22, she lives 23
Houses up the block, cashed out on a car, it's a Beem
Nothing to be afraid of coz I feel like I done seen it all
And I'm speeding off like Talladega bitch I'm Ricky Bob
Way, I throw that paper she looks at me like she wants it all
And she wants it all
I was 17
I was getting drinks with no I.D
Me and Gabbana dawg
Posted at the corner at like 3
In the morning dawg
We just making hits, don't make no scenes
Girl, you called me up
Do you want to come pop it for me
I was 17
I was getting drinks with no I.D
Me and Gabbana dawg
Posted at the corner at like 3
In the morning dawg
We just making hits, don't make no scenes
Girl, you called me up
Do you want to come pop it for me
No I.D
I don't need it
Bitch I'm 15 making millions
Let's turn up let's make some hits in the city
Imma take over the world Haha bitch like I'm Clinton
Imma grow grow like I'm a caterpillar
Let's go up now, ride in the motherfucking tank
I hope to God to get rich and private the plane
Yeah, I fuck with God yeah, I don't fuck with Satan
My bro an angel he changes the weather make shit rain
Woke up, woke up yeah
I woke up, woke up yeah
Yeah, I woke up, woke up yeah
Happy that I woke up, yeah yeah
Chilling with no I.D
Bitches want my IG
Let's go shop, on a shopping spree
Like Bobby Shmurda, yeah, I feel free
Let's make some hits, let's not make no scenes
Lil bitch, I give no fucks yeah
I give no fucks yeah
Lil bitch, I don't give a fuck yeah
I give zero fucks yeah
I was 17
I was getting drinks with no I.D
Me and Gabbana dawg
Posted at the corner at like 3
In the morning dawg
We just making hits, don't make no scenes
Girl, you called me up
Do you want to come pop it for me
I was getting drinks with no I.D
Me and Gabbana dawg
Posted at the corner at like 3
In the morning dawg
We just making hits, don't make no scenes
Girl, you called me up
Do you want to come pop it for me
I was 17
I was getting drinks with no I.D
Me and Gabbana dawg
Posted at the corner at like 3
In the morning dawg
We just making hits, don't make no scenes
Girl, you called me up
Do you want to come pop it for me
I was 17
I was getting drinks with no I.D
Me and Gabbana dawg
Posted at the corner at like 3
In the morning dawg
We just making hits, don't make no scenes
Girl, you called me up
Do you want to come pop it for me
Now I'm 21, and I'm making moves, almost 22
And she wants to come
Drop that shit for me in private rooms
She was 21, turned 22, she lives 23
Houses up the block, cashed out on a car, it's a Beem
Nothing to be afraid of coz I feel like I done seen it all
And I'm speeding off like Talladega bitch I'm Ricky Bob
Way, I throw that paper she looks at me like she wants it all
And she wants it all
I was 17
I was getting drinks with no I.D
Me and Gabbana dawg
Posted at the corner at like 3
In the morning dawg
We just making hits, don't make no scenes
Girl, you called me up
Do you want to come pop it for me
I was 17
I was getting drinks with no I.D
Me and Gabbana dawg
Posted at the corner at like 3
In the morning dawg
We just making hits, don't make no scenes
Girl, you called me up
Do you want to come pop it for me
No I.D
I don't need it
Bitch I'm 15 making millions
Let's turn up let's make some hits in the city
Imma take over the world Haha bitch like I'm Clinton
Imma grow grow like I'm a caterpillar
Let's go up now, ride in the motherfucking tank
I hope to God to get rich and private the plane
Yeah, I fuck with God yeah, I don't fuck with Satan
My bro an angel he changes the weather make shit rain
Woke up, woke up yeah
I woke up, woke up yeah
Yeah, I woke up, woke up yeah
Happy that I woke up, yeah yeah
Chilling with no I.D
Bitches want my IG
Let's go shop, on a shopping spree
Like Bobby Shmurda, yeah, I feel free
Let's make some hits, let's not make no scenes
Lil bitch, I give no fucks yeah
I give no fucks yeah
Lil bitch, I don't give a fuck yeah
I give zero fucks yeah
I was 17
I was getting drinks with no I.D
Me and Gabbana dawg
Posted at the corner at like 3
In the morning dawg
We just making hits, don't make no scenes
Girl, you called me up
Do you want to come pop it for me
Credits
Writer(s): Iraklis Adamopoulos
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