Sixteen
[Intro: ksuuvi & so so]
(What) Late night, bitch, i'm mad smoking gas
(What) Late night, bitch, i'm mad smoking gas
(What—, What) Late night, bitch, i'm mad smoking— (ksuuvi, what the fuck—, fuck)
Late night, bitch, i'm smoking mad gas
N***as—, N***as pussy and they worried that a hoe—
N***as—, N***as pussy and they worried that a hoe—
N***as—, N***as pussy and they worried that a hoe—
N***as pussy and they worried that a—, worried that a hoe—
(I wanna be Fangnem)
(Bro, people are so fucking weird on the internet, like, bro, i'm just like tryna have a conversation with you and you talkin' bout' fuckin', baby, can you fuck a bag, please, what the fuck)
[Verse 1: ksuuvi]
Late night, bitch, i'm mad smoking gas
Stressed out 'cause I need money fast
N***as on my dick, i'm on they ass
All that shit talking, n***a, that don't last (That don't last)
Guess what, i'm in your crib, think fast (Think fast)
Gimme this, gimme that, gimme racks (Gimme racks)
I need all the fucking money in your stash (In your stash)
Before I leave your crib, I smoke a gas (Damn)
Damn, I wish you n***as really understood
Smoking loose leaf, n***a, fuck a Backwood
N***a, test me, boy, I wish you would
N***a, you don't want a fucking problem with my hood (Yeah)
I was in the spot on my motherfucking own
Bullets to his head, make a n***a drop low
And your bitch a thot
She gimme dome and we could go
N***as toting pole, but they never let it blow
[Interlude: so so]
(So seriously, I love you so so and I appreciate everything that you've done for me, as your family and as your sister, you only once me)
Pssh, pssh
Yeah, shit
Pssh, pssh
Yeah, shit
Yeah, shit
[Verse 2: so so]
N***as pussy and they worried that a hoe gon' switch
If they ask, I don't care if a pussy n***a diss
You a bitch, you're my son, now that's word to my kids
You a bitch, you're my son, now that's word to my kids
Man, that's word to my kids, you a bitch (You a bitch)
Turn your block into a Let's Play, yes, I keep a switch
Beat a n***a ass, think I play about— (Clique, clique)
Crashout, n***a really think I play about my sis'
Lil' bro not Fangnem, lil' bro not Sanction
I get to stimming when I get too anxious
Posted up with real n***as, can't be on fake shit
Brody on a T-Shirt, Amazon Basics
Bitch, I've been up on the field, but i'm not from the 'Raq
N***as petty as a fuck, gon' tip for a tac
I just shut your man's down, n***a, come get back
I just really wanna ball, took a ball like Shaq
[Outro: so so]
I like Shaq
I like Shaq
I like Shaq
I like Shaq
(What) Late night, bitch, i'm mad smoking gas
(What) Late night, bitch, i'm mad smoking gas
(What—, What) Late night, bitch, i'm mad smoking— (ksuuvi, what the fuck—, fuck)
Late night, bitch, i'm smoking mad gas
N***as—, N***as pussy and they worried that a hoe—
N***as—, N***as pussy and they worried that a hoe—
N***as—, N***as pussy and they worried that a hoe—
N***as pussy and they worried that a—, worried that a hoe—
(I wanna be Fangnem)
(Bro, people are so fucking weird on the internet, like, bro, i'm just like tryna have a conversation with you and you talkin' bout' fuckin', baby, can you fuck a bag, please, what the fuck)
[Verse 1: ksuuvi]
Late night, bitch, i'm mad smoking gas
Stressed out 'cause I need money fast
N***as on my dick, i'm on they ass
All that shit talking, n***a, that don't last (That don't last)
Guess what, i'm in your crib, think fast (Think fast)
Gimme this, gimme that, gimme racks (Gimme racks)
I need all the fucking money in your stash (In your stash)
Before I leave your crib, I smoke a gas (Damn)
Damn, I wish you n***as really understood
Smoking loose leaf, n***a, fuck a Backwood
N***a, test me, boy, I wish you would
N***a, you don't want a fucking problem with my hood (Yeah)
I was in the spot on my motherfucking own
Bullets to his head, make a n***a drop low
And your bitch a thot
She gimme dome and we could go
N***as toting pole, but they never let it blow
[Interlude: so so]
(So seriously, I love you so so and I appreciate everything that you've done for me, as your family and as your sister, you only once me)
Pssh, pssh
Yeah, shit
Pssh, pssh
Yeah, shit
Yeah, shit
[Verse 2: so so]
N***as pussy and they worried that a hoe gon' switch
If they ask, I don't care if a pussy n***a diss
You a bitch, you're my son, now that's word to my kids
You a bitch, you're my son, now that's word to my kids
Man, that's word to my kids, you a bitch (You a bitch)
Turn your block into a Let's Play, yes, I keep a switch
Beat a n***a ass, think I play about— (Clique, clique)
Crashout, n***a really think I play about my sis'
Lil' bro not Fangnem, lil' bro not Sanction
I get to stimming when I get too anxious
Posted up with real n***as, can't be on fake shit
Brody on a T-Shirt, Amazon Basics
Bitch, I've been up on the field, but i'm not from the 'Raq
N***as petty as a fuck, gon' tip for a tac
I just shut your man's down, n***a, come get back
I just really wanna ball, took a ball like Shaq
[Outro: so so]
I like Shaq
I like Shaq
I like Shaq
I like Shaq