16 $hots Lyrics – Saint Skies
Singer: Saint Skies
Title: 16 $hots
Hook :
(aye)
16 shots i just took em like a whisky drinker born dripped up ever since i was baptised (yeah)
My drip so holy by just just lookin at my just shirt
Your bi**hes be h#rn# just to on my honey
Iam pta boy whacha gonna do the hoes be raining on us
We ain’t the thugs
But these h*es they be cuffing us fr don’t f#ck around with us otherwise finna popped
I be roaming around with the same clique popping clutches every where i go
Verse 1
Somebody give me some water because this n**gas they don’t grow up
Iam like a lie detector so ain’t type of n*gga that you can lie on
Self made n#gg# never been made from china
I turned off my tv cuz your b#tch i watching me so bad
I don’t f**k f#ck around us boy
Don’t f**k around with us you finna
Get popped
Iam pta boy fr i don’t f#ck around with us you get popped
We taking this h*es this side
I don’t f**k around us boy
Iam pta boy fr
I don’t f**k around with us boy
Hook :
(aye)
16 shots i just took em like a whisky drinker born dripped up ever since i was baptised (yeah)
My drip so holy by just just lookin at my just shirt
Your b***hes be h#rn# just to on my honey
Iam pta boy whacha gonna do the h*es be raining on us ×2
Verse 2 :
All i know is this bling that’s on my ring that make me feel like i am a king
Baseball my motherf**kin money make it bussit like countfeti
I just put on them fendi (fendi)
Now they dat i am fancy(fancy!!)
I got your b**ch on my lap lacking so like a tap f**ked your b**ch×2
Cuz your she’s clumsy and i do it constant
My d*ck is fire fr got your b**ch sucking on my d*ck while wearing them shades on
Me and you we don’t collide you getting the bootycall i am moneycall i am like a pinguin cannot breath without my ice on i never a golf but i got an aim to f#ck your b**ch ( saint!!)
Hook :
(aye)
16 shots i just took em like a whisky drinker born dripped up ever since i was baptised (yeah)
My drip so holy by just just lookin at my just shirt
Your b***hes be h#rn# just to on my honey
Iam pta boy whacha gonna do the h*es be raining on us
We ain’t the thugs
But these h*es they be cuffing us fr don’t f**k around with us otherwise finna popped
I be roaming around with the same clique popping clutches every where i go (huh)
(welcome to pta b**ch yeah×2 )
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