16 (Feat. 5Stxr5)

Uh, nigga ran out And I never bust a check for the ran out Had your bitch want enough for the ran out, nigga hand out Look, if I pull up with my shooter, you'll know I'm deep Lil' bitch lovin' me like I ain't 16 AR-15, watch this pussy nigga bleed Love, love all I ever wanted was a piece of your love And lil' bitch wanna steal, let the bitch nigga hug Like fuck what you sayin', bitch, you outta luck You outta luck, I'm in a rush Look, I'ma pull up with a four like I'm G And lil' bitch stop starin', starin Like, get the fuck out my way Ayy, tell that bitch get the fuck out my place Don't act like you don't got niggas on the side I bet that shit be like heavy weights When it come to that music, they know that I be that fuckin' nigga Uh, ion got time for the talkin Might just pull my fuckin' trigger Woah, I'm that type of nigga to stand on business And stand on that stuff that I said And I tell that bitch, don't even take your top off If I see the opps, then it's gon' be a pop off Uh, uh Yeah, it just be another driver by Uh, yeah, we gon' spray that nigga Till we see his fuckin' mom cry Yeah, yeah, ayy, I'ma go Man, fuck what they gotta say If another nigga talk on my name I'ma give that nigga half, then put him in the grave Like, bitch, wanna fuck I don't even know your name I don't even know your age If I run up on another bitch Two-stick, I'ma make sure that chopper stay in his face