Seventeen Lyrics - Rich Chigga

Never worry 'bout a single hatin motherfucker 

Lookin' like my next supper, all these moves that I'm makin got people talkin' 

Like how many papers is this man signin', I'm 

back wit the backpack rap 

Man, I'm thinkin that this shit finna make them scat, got a bag full of cash if we talkin' 'bout that 

Run run it like Forrest Gump can you feel that, ay 

I'm a renaissance man, if you wanna get a feat you not gon get response man 

I be hotter than some shit your mom cook in a sauce pan don't be jealous don't be rude go back 

To rollin' up grams, people think I'm sick as shit but I'm just eatin on ham 

Wanna beat me in my game then bitch I'm settin' up camp 

When the females hear my name I know they pussy all damp 

Mr. Veterinarian I make that kitty go ham (damn) 

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Ballin' only seventeen my skin is green 

Watching numbers goin' up that's just the everyday routine 

All my old my friends hit me up they wish they had a time machine 

Feelin' like I'm Cube I always hit 'em with no vaseline 

Always sayin' no when you ask 'em if they got beef with me 

DMs blowin' up I always say no bitch this dick ain't free 

Watchin' on your every move I got that shit on DVD 

Flexin' all the time but I just know that you a bourgeoisie 

You got cash, buy sum chains, I buy houses ain't that strange 

You ain't shit, I get lit, all you do is counterfeit 

Little chick, but she thick, and she always on my drink 

Shit I'm thirsty give it back, and she blondy just like Zac 

("Who the fuck is that?" "High school musical") 

Bitch hold my stacks I'm 30 minutes late to 

France 

Gotta get this cash, never give no chance, better bounce that ass, paid her an advance 

Got me thru this day, sippin' on Bombay, I dont trust you gotta take this survey 

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Man I don't look back, never cut no slack, 

Better get way back, fore yo ass get smacked, uhh 

Memphis flow but I'm from Jakarta ho, 

Never understood my hustle but I guess the more you know 

Checkin' on your Instagram I see that shit is going slow, 

Always hating on the progress man yo ass has gotta go 

Ballin' only seventeen my skin is green 

Watching numbers goin' up thats just the everyday routine 

All my old my friends hit me up they wish they had a time machine 

Feelin' like I'm Cube I always hit 'em with no vaseline 

Always sayin' no when you ask em if they got beef with me 

DMs blowin' up I always say no, bitch this dick ain't free 

Watchin' on your every move I got that shit on DVD 

Flexin' all the time but I just know that you a bourgeoisie