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Performed By: Yung Drippy
Language: English
Length: 2:22
Written by: Ben Nkwantah




Yung Drippy - 17 Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah
Seventeen
Brodie got a Glock, it came with seven beams
I don't like all them lies that you been tellin' me
And my young boy gettin' tall, he just hit seven three
And Tito in that pen he caught that felony
I was talkin' to this bitch, she said she's Lebanese
But I don't really like her, she can't suck that shit like Melany
Lil brodie said he grindin' hard in school, I said you better be
Don't f*ck around
A lot of phony niggas where I grew up, it's a lonely town
And pops don't f*ck with Uncle Mike, that's why he don't come around
Promise if you stay the night bae, you'll be safe and sound
This bitch said that she black and white, I gotta f*ckin' cow
A lot of money on my mind, this shit I can't even count
She wouldn't even open none of my text, but she gon' spam me now
I give my young bull old designer like some hand-me-downs, nigga
Cause I ain't wear that shit in week
If she didn't send you that location, you gon' know that she a freak
And I can't spend it on no dumb shit, I won't buy it if it's cheap
Why you cryin' we don't weep
It's a riot in the streets, oh
Seventeen
Brodie got a Glock, it came with seven beams
I don't like all them lies that you been tellin' me
And my young boy gettin' tall, he just hit seven three
And Tito in that pen he caught that felony
I was talkin' to this bitch, she said she's Lebanese
But I don't really like her, she can't suck that shit like Melany
Lil brodie said he grindin' hard in school, I said you better be
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Yeah, yeah
Seventeen
Brodie got a Glock, it came with seven beams
I don't like all them lies that you been tellin' me
And my young boy gettin' tall, he just hit seven three
And Tito in that pen he caught that felony
I was talkin' to this bitch, she said she's Lebanese
But I don't really like her, she can't suck that shit like Melany
Lil brodie said he grindin' hard in school, I said you better be
Don't f*ck around
A lot of phony niggas where I grew up, it's a lonely town
And pops don't f*ck with Uncle Mike, that's why he don't come around
Promise if you stay the night bae, you'll be safe and sound
This bitch said that she black and white, I gotta f*ckin' cow
A lot of money on my mind, this shit I can't even count
She wouldn't even open none of my text, but she gon' spam me now
I give my young bull old designer like some hand-me-downs, nigga
Cause I ain't wear that shit in week
If she didn't send you that location, you gon' know that she a freak
And I can't spend it on no dumb shit, I won't buy it if it's cheap
Why you cryin' we don't weep
It's a riot in the streets, oh
Seventeen
Brodie got a Glock, it came with seven beams
I don't like all them lies that you been tellin' me
And my young boy gettin' tall, he just hit seven three
And Tito in that pen he caught that felony
I was talkin' to this bitch, she said she's Lebanese
But I don't really like her, she can't suck that shit like Melany
Lil brodie said he grindin' hard in school, I said you better be
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Writer: Ben Nkwantah
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