16 (feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again) (Explicit) 歌詞
16 (Explicit) - Jamie Ray/Youngboy Never Broke Again
Lyrics by：Jamie Ray
Composed by：Jamie Ray
Yeah yeah yeah-eah-eah
Yeah yeah-eah
Ooh
Yeah yeah yeah-eah-eah
Yeah
OG Parker
When I was 16 I hit a lick I had no option
I had no option
Now I got options b***h I'm poppin' chunky pockets
Doin' big things
Big
Y'all can't cop it y'all can't stop it
No y'all can't stop it
Too many straps too many rockets y'all can't pop it
Ooh ooh ooh
No I don't ask for approval if I want that s**t I get that s**t
I get it
No that ain't your wifey I just hit that b***h I hit that lick
I hit it
Slip threw me the keys and I just hit 140 in that b***h
Whoo whoo
I know I'mma get it back so all I do is spend that s**t
Yah
In the Le Méridien I'm in the lobby ooh
Lobby
Lit fiesta like R Kelly Boo and Gotti ooh
Ha
Bad lil' b***h I swear she got a f**kin' body ooh
She thick
Your chick starin' hard I swear that she a thotty ooh
Thot thot
Y'all can't catch up
B***h I'm next up
Roll that pressure
On my dresser
Y'all just cheesy I got more cheese than Chester
Cheese
Y'all fake as hell y'all green I got more green than Lester ooh
Two chains on me lookin' like a walkin' check
Like a walkin' check
Try to hit a lick and we gon' off the TEC
Gon' off the TEC
Play 'round with the set and we gon' off the TEC
Pew pew pew
You gon' walk the plank you goin' off the deck
Splash
Shout out to my home team Winter Haven b***h
Winter Haven
Moved out to the A so we can make it b***h
Make it make it
F**k 'em f**k 'em all they do is hatin' b***h
'Sup haters
Yeah I get paid in full like money makin' Mitch ooh
I'm a dog but I ain't on that juice and gin
Juice and gin yah
Anything I did I'd probably do again
Do again no regrets
Free my brother Krazy G locked in the pen
Free my brother
2019 we gon' blow it in the wind
When I was 16 I hit a lick I had no option
I had no option
Now I got options b***h I'm poppin' chunky pockets
Doin' big things
Big
Y'all can't cop it y'all can't stop it
No y'all can't stop it
Too many straps too many rockets y'all can't pop it
Ooh ooh ooh
No I don't ask for approval if I want that s**t I get that s**t
I get it
No that ain't your wifey I just hit that b***h I hit that lick
I hit it
Slip threw me the keys and I just hit 140 in that b***h
Whoo whoo
I know I'mma get it back so all I do is spend that s**t
Yah
Makin' plays on my iPhone
My iPhone
Chanel vintage way from over coast
From over coast
How I came up they'll never know
'Ll never know
I was broke now I got plenty dough
I got plenty dough
When it come to that check I be fiendin'
In the Corvette when I leave I be speedin'
Skrrrrt
Open the Hi-Tech and pour in the liter
My diamonds they wet water Aquafina
I got on all red like I'm a demon
Gone on the road I be chasin' that money
Shinin' everytime you see me
Shine
I keep a gun no you ain't takin' nothing
Blatt
Handle money like a bank teller
I like to rock Nike then Margiela
I'm on the road with some cold steppers
I go to war with any n***a
Stackin' money in my sack baby
Lotta racks in my Gucci denim
I rolled and I gave a check to my n***a
NBA AI
When I was 16 I hit a lick I had no option
I had no option
Now I got options b***h I'm poppin' chunky pockets
Doin' big things
Big
Y'all can't cop it y'all can't stop it
No y'all can't stop it
Too many straps too many rockets y'all can't pop it
Ooh ooh ooh
No I don't ask for approval if I want that s**t I get that s**t
I get it
No that ain't your wifey I just hit that b***h I hit that lick
I hit it
Slip threw me the keys and I just hit 140 in that b***h
Whoo whoo
I know I'mma get it back so all I do is spend that s**t
Yah
Yeah yeah yeah-eah-eah
Yeah yeah-eah
Yeah yeah yeah-eah-eah
Yeah
OG Parker