16GLOCKS lyrics
by Yung Bans
[Intro]
Bugz on the beat!
True story
2015
Can't leave without it
16 year old
[Chorus]
16 with a Glock
n*gga, don't pop
Show 'em how we rock
Show 'em how we rock
They know I'm a rockstar
Not a popstar
Sipping Wockhart
f*ck a cop car
f*ck 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 n*gga main to a thot
Team with the range, drop a lot
n*ggas lame, think they hot
[Verse]
f*ck them pus*y ass n*ggas, I said
Thot on me right now
Big chains on me, they getting heavy
Ok, n*gga, 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 n*gga main into my mistress
Two yellow b*tches
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 sh*t
n*gga don't get caught in the cross
[Chorus]
16 with a Glock
n*gga, don't pop
Show 'em how we rock
Show 'em how we rock
They know I'm a rockstar
Not a popstar
Sipping Wockhart
f*ck a cop car
f*ck 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 n*gga main to a thot
Team with the range, drop a lot
n*ggas lame, think they hot