16 glocks – Yung Bans lyrics

Lyrics 16 glocks – Yung Bans

16 glocks lyrics
Bugz on the beat!
True story
2015
Can’t leave without it
16 year old

[Chorus]
16 with a Glock
Nigga don’t pop
Show ’em how we rock
Show ’em how we rock
They know I’m a rockstar
Not a popstar
Sipping Wockhart
Fuck a cop car
Fuck the ops for some drop
My chains to my rings cost a lot
Made it through the rain can’t stop
Getting brain in a drop
Turn a nigga main to a thot
Team with the range drop a lot
Niggas lame think they hot

[Verse]
Fuck them pussy ass niggas I said
Thot on me right now
Big chains on me they getting heavy
Ok nigga you getting jealous
Clip in the bih’ let it rip off rip
Wock for a thot now I’m sipping
These hundreds on me they blue
They turn a nigga main into my mistress
Two yellow bitches
And they sending kisses
Wake up in the morning they keep cooking in the kitchen
(?) I do what I want yeah that’s that rich shit
Nigga don’t get caught in the cross

[Chorus]
16 with a Glock
Nigga don’t pop
Show ’em how we rock
Show ’em how we rock
Versuri-lyrics.info
They know I’m a rockstar
Not a popstar
Sipping Wockhart
Fuck a cop car
Fuck the ops for some drop
My chains to my rings cost a lot
Made it through the rain can’t stop
Getting brain in a drop
Turn a nigga main to a thot
Team with the range drop a lot
Niggas lame think they hottt

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16 glocks – Yung Bans lyrics
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