Seventeen - Kirko Bangz

I was chilling on Friday

Got a text message as I pulled in the driveway

From this lil freak that I met a couple weeks ago

Fine lil dime I been waiting just to freak the hoe

Shid I’m in the H so I figured I could meet the hoe

Make her feel special undress her then I beat the hoe

See I call her hoe cause she was freaky when I met the Hoe

We was at a party had my finger up her dress so

Thats my first impression yo this is was I texted the hoe

Said I got a session around 9 and I’m gone have to go

Maybe next time

She replied do you have to go

Every time I talk to you, you say you in the studio

Every time you leave swear it be around 3

In the morning when you hit me up

No matter what I pick it up

Damn now she got a nigga feeling like she real as fuck

You know what fuck the studio I’m coming to pick you up

Now she all happy smiley faces she can’t get enough

Pussy on my mind all the time I can’t get enough

Pull around the corner and she standing on the corner like a hooker

I’m like what the fuck she say she couldn’t wait to fuck

Smiled at a nigga I’m like hold up is them braces girl?

Looked at her feet is that glitter on your laces girl?

Nah I’m just playing girl, you look great

But to myself in my head I’m saying why are you so basic girl

Two seconds later she was pulling out some heels

And that was her retainer now I’m thinking oh yeah

She pulled her pants off no panties oh yeah

Put a red dress on no panties oh yeah

She laid her seat back and put a bleezy in the air

And I could barely drive cause I was looking over there

And when the weed hit her she reached for my zipper

Looked at me asked do you mind if I kiss it

She whispered in my ear do you mind if I lick it

Turn the volume up here’s my answer girl listen

To the radio it’ll tell you how I’m feeling

And «say ahh» was on trey songs you my nigga

She put her head down star going hard beasting

She would go faster and I would start speeding

All I was thinking was get her to the room

Hit her with the sonic boom

Turn her night into a season

Stop light was read in my head it was green

I ran that mother fucker like my car said FIFA

Tripping I’m forgetting that my car said fever

Got it from my patna but he stole it from Kanisha

Switched the plates on it changed the plates

I should ease up off the gas but I want this ass

So I ain’t easing up if I bust then I’m through

So im thinking of other stuff changed the radio

And I start singing Hillary Duff

«Hopped off the plane in the LAX»

Oh meant Miley Cyrus and then I heard sirens

Pulled the car over grabbed my wallet and my license

Looked at this hoe and this bitch started crying

I would’ve asked her why but I ain’t really have the time

So I told her wipe your tears this gone take a lil while

The cop came up asked a nigga for my license

I gave him that along with a fake registration

He checked that came back

Everything was straight man

But he smelled weed so he had to do a search man

We got up out the vehicle and this bitch was acting weird yo

Come to find out they went to the same church man

He was like Natalie

I thought yo name was Melanie

Took her to his car

She cried «Please don’t tell on me»

They talked for a minute

He put her in the front seat

Came to me and said

Son you got yourself a felony

A Felony?

Nigga please!

I ain’t even smoke that weed

Imma tell you how it is since that bitch snitching on me

See I picked this bitch up

He was like son please

Show me her ID

She was only seventeen

She was only seventeen

Damn