lb spiffy - 6ixteen lyrics
(hook: lb spiffy)
me and my bros we get it and we only sixteen
you know sometimes i have to ask her do you miss me
like why you keep calling me
why you keep bothering me
why you keep stalking me +babe+
b+tch stop callin me
me and my bros we get it and we only sixteen
if somebody talking up then i’ll do ps3
we shoot sh+t at your feet
shootin it happily in case i’m happy feet
now you know sh+t ain’t sweet
(verse 1: lanks)
get it in with my guys i roll wit my baby
in a coupe, in a benz, or mercedes
off the lot shordy wavy
jumbling larry we still moving birds
she get the coke at the curve
balling like kyrie i’m just a yg a youngin so icy
(verse 2: mdub)
she so wavy man i don’t gotta say none
and my shordy so straight to me she not gonna play dumb
and we in the field goin crazy i mix in the pot like its gravy
you either like me or hate me but diamonds be lookin all hd
(hook: lb spiffy)
me and my bros we get it and we only sixteen
you know sometimes i have to ask her do you miss me
like why you keep calling me
why you keep bothering me
why you keep stalking me +babe+
b+tch stop callin me
me and my bros we get it and we only sixteen
if somebody talking up then i’ll do ps3
we shoot sh+t at your feet
we shootin it happily in case i’m happy feet
now you know sh+t ain’t sweet
(verse 3: zenny)
mercedes benz, fly and drive
canada goose, gucci slides
gang wit chromes all by my side
run up boy suicide
ya got shoot inside
baddie yours now she mine
quick verses you need your time
i hear that sh+t it barely rhyme
young yute flop and choke
f+ck wit me you will get smoked
don’t compare that sh+t provoke
what your with super soak
cashflow we stay ten toes two bullets inside youre nose
no breathing in any hole sixteen got the game all stoked
(hook: lb spiffy)
me and my bros we get it and we only sixteen
you know sometimes i have to ask her do you miss me
like why you keep calling me
why you keep bothering me
why you keep stalking me +babe+
b+tch stop callin me
me and my bros we get it and we only sixteen
if somebody talking up then i’ll do ps3
we shoot sh+t at your feet
we shootin it happily in case i’m happy feet
now you know sh+t ain’t sweet
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